Empty Beach
Fred Thomas
I went back, by myself, in the fall, after all
The summer children were gone
With no light and no sound
There was no one around
Except for me and the clouds
When you're standing, when you're standing
Standing in an empty world
When you're standing, when you're standing
July come and gone, now the fireworks are done
Ashes float to the ground
I can't go back to school, I don't care about the truth
I just want to burn it all down
When you're standing, when you're standing
Standing in an empty world
You're unhappy, you're unhappy
Unhappy with the way you are, the way you are
You're unhappy with the way you are
Unhappy with the way you are, the way you are
