We tried to watch the sun rise
But a cloud fell and we froze inside your coat
One arm for you, and one for me--two arms crossing
Winding . . . as the tide roared in
The highway howling high above
The smoke rolled in and covered us. It smothered us
But still we wished the seconds could be years
Laguna Beach was soaked in tears
The sea retreated, the world retreated
Nothing left but sand . . . Laguna Beach ran through our hands
A castle rose, a story closed too soon . .