Outta Reach

The old man has lost his mind He left it at a black sand beach Next to a broken bottle it was just outta reach Can't seem to find the time to look again Crawlin on his hands and knees He lost his peace in the summer breeze Oooh oh where has it gone? Oooh where have you gone? Echoes are permanent, he'll never forget All the times in his life spent lying in the sand Holding her hand, he is far away Trying to forget all the nonsense The dark of the night, the stars are bright And the sun has faded all that is left of his mind Of his mind Of his mind, of his mind He's stuck on the fence, there used to be two cents In his pocket, but now all that remains is a hole Washed up on the shore His bones have gotten sore, cracking and locking up She can't get in, he's gotten thin And the stars are shining dim in the depths of his mind Of his mind Of his mind, of his mind The old man has lost his mind Lost his mind, Lost his mind