Beaches Of Glass

This foreboding tale of whimsy and woe was recorded with The Ragnarockers live at the Heritage in Waynesboro, Virginia last year. Please don't litter folks...

lyrics:

Sitting on this Beach of Glass
Shattered prisms from a scattered past
Countless nights stretching back in time
Liquor, beer, soda pop, bottle{s} of wine

Shift my focus years ahead
Rainbow Beaches but we’re all dead

{and} While I sit by this crimson sea
Eight million A.C. units pulsing inorganically

{I mean} Just how cold do you need it to be?
And is it worth killin’ off all of the trees?
And is it worth melting all of the ice?
To make your living room feel {o so} nice

And will you feel the same when the sea rumbles by
And covers it all, save the mountains and sky?
Beeches of Glass, miles below,
And all the lands mammals with no place{s} to go

{so} While I float in this endless sea
Our children embrace and sing their final plea