They say there's wreckage washing up   All along the coast   No one seems to know too much   Or who got hit the most      Nothing has been spoken   There's not a lot to see   But something has been broken   That's how it feels to me      We had a harmony   I never meant to spoil   Now it's lying in the water   Like a slick of oil      The tide is running out to sea   Under a darkening sky   The night is falling down on me   And I'm thinking that I should      Head on home   (Head on home)   Been gone too long   (Gone too long)   Leave my roaming   Beachcombing      Little wild kitten out hunting   To see what he can get   You're in a big city now   That won't stop growing yet      The sun is going down smoking   A flaming testament   Something has been broken   And it feels permanent      Little seabird flying   He knows where he wants to go   Guess I ought to pack my stuff   And do the thing I know      I turn around and head on back   Along the old sea wall   I felt something give and crack   And now I'm sorry that's all      Head on home   (Head on home)   Been gone too long   (Gone too long)   Leave my roaming   Beachcombing