Beauty in Disaster

When the river comes up, and the stepping stones are lost And the roach, swimming in the flood And the sound of the trees, talking in the breeze The whistling wind surrounds you. The rooster will crow, and the smoke stacks will glow The rainbows will light up your bridges. You've gotta find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after. And the notes, that you wrote, on the almighty oak Are taken, and set to be stone. The rooster will crow, and the smoke stacks will glow The rainbows will light up your bridges. You've gotta find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after, You've gotta find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after. When it feels so right, but you know that it's not And the rats and the rabbits and the vultures have gone, You can lie on your own in the midday sun And find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after, You've gotta find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after. You've gotta find beauty in disaster Cos it'll happen forever and after.