Coastal Confessions

	  		(Haven't tabbed this out yet but here are the chords) 
 
E 
Well I'm a tidal pool explorer  
From the days of my misspent youth  
I believe that down on the beach  
Where the sea gulls preach  
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.  
    A 
So I dig in the sand  
With my misguided hands  
         E 
And if I dig deep enough  
Hell I just might dig it up  
             B   
Talkin' about treasure  
             A  
Talkin' about pleasure  
             E 
Talkin' about 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.  
         A  
So I hang on to the string  
Work that whole gravity thing  
           E 
But when my space ship goes pop  
Back to the earth I will drop  
        B 
Into the sea  
                 A   
Or the limbs of a tree  
                  E 
Or the wings of my love  
     B               A               E 
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do  
     B           A        E   
Maybe invent me a story or two  
        A          C#m         B   
I've got coastal confessions to make  
         E              E 
How 'bout you, how 'bout 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 I'll 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          C#m         A      E 
So bless me father, yes I have sinned 
B        C#m                  A     E 
Given the chance I'll probably do it again  
       B         C#m 
I don't need absolution  
      A                    B 
Just a simple solution will 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