There's too much sand on this beach

THERE’S TOO MUCH SAND ON THIS BEACH (E A D G B E)

 

WHAT TO DO, WHAT TO DO, WHAT TO DO?

There’s too much sand on this beach.

Laugh all you want, laugh all you want.

 

The boys are here every morning. And I am too, just to see them.

A bit of wind would be nice to clean the mess made by the night.

And come morning you know where they will be.

 

It’s so hot in here and it’s so much harder on your own.

Each moment falls like a stone.

Withered and all. Will you go on?

 

If I can just get through today.

If I can just get through today.

 

In my ears. Between my teeth.

There’s too much sand on this beach.

Too much time out of reach.

There’s too much sand on this beach.