In+the+water

A/Am C x 3 G A/Am

Danse macabre on the waves (but danse macabre is about how we are all equal in death)

The sea kisses the sand like an almost drowned man The flotsam and jetsam swills round And there in the foam like a mystery from Rome There's a The dogs sniff the birds lying dead in the dunes

See the bodies, in the water There's my son and there's my daughter See them dancing, through the waves Lifesavers watching, to keep them safe Every summer we roam these beaches We pick up stones to see the little creatures We watch the sun go down from our verandah The kids lie on the floor we make no plans here

On the TV, in the water Someone's son, and someone's daughter See them dancing, on the waves No lifesavers there, to keep them safe Anywhere upon the beaches, Anywhere that blind hope reaches