[Silence]
\n[Arrangement: Rolling piano-rock with surf-guitar tremolo, deep toms, swelling organ, and a chorus that hits like water breaching the wall]<\/p>\n
[Intro]
\nLow tide lies
\n(For a while)
\nStillness wears
\n(A crooked smile)<\/p>\n
You can stand there
\n(And call it safe)
\nTill the water
\n(Changes shape)<\/p>\n
[Verse 1]
\nBuilt your house
\n(Right near the edge)
\nTalked yourself
\n(Off the ledge)<\/p>\n
Said the warnings
\n(Were overblown)
\nTill the shoreline
\n(Was in your home)<\/p>\n
First the puddles
\n(Then the street)
\nThen the water
\n(At your feet)<\/p>\n
Then the road
\n(Just disappears)
\nDragged away
\n(By all your years)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nAbout to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the tide comes in
\n(You can’t win)<\/p>\n
About to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the ground gives way
\n(It won\u2019t stay)<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nWashout
\n(Takes it all)
\nWashout
\n(Brick and wall)<\/p>\n
Washout
\n(One hard shove)
\nWashout
\n(What were you thinking of?)<\/p>\n
[Verse 2]
\nThe dune gave in
\n(The pilings cracked)
\nNo easy route
\n(To take it back)<\/p>\n
Insurance gone
\n(Bank still calls)
\nSalt in the wires
\n(Mold in the walls)<\/p>\n
A lifetime stacked
\n(In boxes high)
\nPhoto albums
\n(Left to dry)<\/p>\n
But some things don\u2019t
\n(Come back again)
\nNot the land
\n(Not the den)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nAbout to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the tide comes in
\n(You can’t win)<\/p>\n
About to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the bluff lets go
\n(Down below)<\/p>\n
[Bridge]
\nIt doesn\u2019t bargain
\n(Doesn\u2019t care)
\nDoesn\u2019t stop
\n(For your repair)<\/p>\n
You can curse the sea
\n(Or curse the rain)
\nBut the water\u2019s not
\n(Explaining pain)<\/p>\n
It just keeps moving
\n(Where it must)
\nThrough sand and stone
\n(And wood and rust)<\/p>\n
And what you thought
\n(Would always last)
\nGets folded under
\n(By the past)<\/p>\n
[Instrumental]
\n[Surf guitar solo]
\n[Organ swell]
\n[Drum breakdown like crashing surf]<\/p>\n
[Breakdown]
\nCan\u2019t hold the line
\n(Can\u2019t hold the slope)
\nCan\u2019t nail it down
\n(Can\u2019t float on hope)<\/p>\n
One more storm
\n(One more shove)
\nOne more thing
\n(To rise above)<\/p>\n
[Final Chorus]
\nWashout
\n(Takes it all)
\nWashout
\n(Brick and wall)<\/p>\n
Washout
\n(One hard shove)
\nWashout
\n(What were you thinking of?)<\/p>\n
Washout
\n(There goes the drive)
\nWashout
\n(Still trying to survive)<\/p>\n
[Final Refrain]
\nAbout to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the tide comes in
\n(You can’t win)<\/p>\n
About to find out
\n(About the washout)
\nWhen the sea wants in
\n(It gets in)<\/p>\n
[Outro]
\nLow tide lies
\n(For a while)
\nStillness wears
\n(A crooked smile)<\/p>\n