(Haven't tabbed this out yet but here are the chords)
[E]Well I'm a tidal pool explorer
I believe that down on the beach
Where the sea gulls preach
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.
So I[A] dig in the sand
With my misguided hands
And if I [E]dig deep enough
Hell I just might dig it up
Talkin about[B] treasure
Talkin about[A] pleasure
Talkin about[E] love
[E]Now I'm a reader of the night sky
And a singer of inordinate tunes
That's how I float across time
Livin way past my prime
Like a long lost baby's balloon.
So I hang[A] on to the string
Work that whole gravity thing
But when my[E] space ship goes pop
Back to the earth I will drop
Into the[B] sea
Or the limbs of a[A] tree
Or the wings of my[E] love
Chorus
And I[B] don't know what[A] I'm supposed to[E] do
Maybe[B] invent me a[A] story or[E] two
I've got[A] coastal co[C#m]nfessions to[B] make
How bout[E] you, how bout[E] you?
They say that time is like a river
And stories are the key to the past
But now I'm stuck in between
Here at my typing machine
Trying to come up with some words that will last.
It's so easy to see that we live history
And if I just find the beat
I know Ill land on my feet
I always do
Hadn't got a clue
Cause it comes from above.
Chorus
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you, how bout you?
Let's go to church, Sonny...
(musical bridge)
[B]So bless me[C#m] father, yes[A] I have[E] sinned
[B]Given the[C#m] chance I'll probably[A] do it[E] again
I don't[B] need abso[C#m]lution
Just a[A] simple solution will[B] do
So let's talk about the future
Or the consequences of my past
I've got scars, I've got lines
I'm not hard to define
Just an altar boy covering his ass.
I know I can't run and hide
But just hang on for the ride
There will be laughter and tears
As we progress through the years
But still it's fun
Hey I'm not done
Gonna dance till I fall
Chorus
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe have me a boat drink or two
It's just the coastal confessions I hear
Tell the truth, tell the truth
I've got some coastal confessions to make
How bout you
[E]Well I'm a tidal pool explorer
I believe that down on the beach
Where the sea gulls preach
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.
So I[A] dig in the sand
With my misguided hands
And if I [E]dig deep enough
Hell I just might dig it up
Talkin about[B] treasure
Talkin about[A] pleasure
Talkin about[E] love
[E]Now I'm a reader of the night sky
And a singer of inordinate tunes
That's how I float across time
Livin way past my prime
Like a long lost baby's balloon.
So I hang[A] on to the string
Work that whole gravity thing
But when my[E] space ship goes pop
Back to the earth I will drop
Into the[B] sea
Or the limbs of a[A] tree
Or the wings of my[E] love
Chorus
And I[B] don't know what[A] I'm supposed to[E] do
Maybe[B] invent me a[A] story or[E] two
I've got[A] coastal co[C#m]nfessions to[B] make
How bout[E] you, how bout[E] you?
They say that time is like a river
And stories are the key to the past
But now I'm stuck in between
Here at my typing machine
Trying to come up with some words that will last.
It's so easy to see that we live history
And if I just find the beat
I know Ill land on my feet
I always do
Hadn't got a clue
Cause it comes from above.
Chorus
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you, how bout you?
Let's go to church, Sonny...
(musical bridge)
[B]So bless me[C#m] father, yes[A] I have[E] sinned
[B]Given the[C#m] chance I'll probably[A] do it[E] again
I don't[B] need abso[C#m]lution
Just a[A] simple solution will[B] do
So let's talk about the future
Or the consequences of my past
I've got scars, I've got lines
I'm not hard to define
Just an altar boy covering his ass.
I know I can't run and hide
But just hang on for the ride
There will be laughter and tears
As we progress through the years
But still it's fun
Hey I'm not done
Gonna dance till I fall
Chorus
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe have me a boat drink or two
It's just the coastal confessions I hear
Tell the truth, tell the truth
I've got some coastal confessions to make
How bout you
