“At The Beach”   By Beau Phillips      Verse I Dm Em G Dm Em G   We climbed down the steep rocks   Dm Em G Dm Em   A hippie beaten path slid by many before    G Dm Em   I was excited by the shock   G Am Bm   Too inquisitive to ponder the sharp canyon below   C G Bm A   We met at the bridge   C G Bm Am   Where they jumped off ~ As we spoke, three took the plunge   G Em A Am   Transfusions in the Pacific      Chorus Bm D Dm Bb   Naked, let yourself into the Ocean   Bm D Dm Bb   Naked, though don’t go so far      Verse II Dm Em G Dm Em G Dm Em   I feel like I feel the ultimate relief   Dm Em G Dm Em   Highest freedom like a wind-ing leaf   G Am Bm   Don’t get lost in a winding reef   C G Bm A   Cold tomb ~ Piercing freeze that   C G Bm A   Dissects my bones ~ Cast away, all alone   G Em A Am   Transfusions in the Pacific         Copyright 2003 Beau Phillips