Miracle Fortress — Beach Baby lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Beach Baby" by Miracle Fortress.
Lyrics
My baby’s teething in the den
And I’m to give him what’s mine
He wasn’t meant to walk with men
(doctors brought him round again)
In his eyes there is a cure
To all the troubles in this home
It’ll haunt my every bone
Force me through the great unknown
With a different name
In a different place
And a different way
Living different days
With a rifle to stay
A rifle to go
Find a fire to tend
And a martyr to mend
Find a body to bend
In a million ways
'til the thrill of a million
Has faded away
With the birth of a child
Comes the end of an age
Like turning a phrase
That erases a rage