They find you in the time
laying on the beach
of the wasted land
out of reach
calling to the shadows of
monsters
digging in the sand
for clam shells
they put you in the celluloid
for the wake
and you wake up in the morning
and you smile
and you see that the time is dead
but the man is walking
but he's on the sea and you can't believe
he's talking
Bing Crosby came back
but you can't see him
cause he's on sunset
and he's talking
and he's wearing a brown suit with a white hat
joking
and he's gambling like a gambler
but he's smoking