Tonight's Beau Video (MV)

On the house on the hill, screams come from the sill of the window
He fell from nearly thirty years back
When a note came from the Biscayne saying his one and true flame
Is getting hitched to a rich man she met on the tracks
Aww, can't you hear the wind blow
Aww, can't you feel the lonesome touch of his voice
Aww, can't you see the sins roll
And finally one day, we'll be drifting away
And he'll be watching us from the joist
Set out heading west, on the day he came to rest
Sending word to his old flame and her new man
Maybe we should meet, take them out, his treat
Give them a gift made with his whiskey stained hands
Aww, can't you hear the wind blow
Aww, can't you feel the lonesome touch of his voice
Aww, can't you see the sins roll
And finally one day, we'll be drifting away
And he'll be watching us from the joist
They walked along the bridge with more than a smidge
Of the devil's juice laced on their breaths
With a pat on their back, he watched as they flapped
Into the cool watery arms of death
Aww, can't you hear the wind blow
Aww, can't you feel the lonesome touch of his voice
Aww, can't you see the sins roll
And finally one day, we'll be drifting away
And he'll be watching us from the joist
Pulled into the drive, lipstick on his smile
From a harlot he picked up on the side of the road
She waited for the cash then she heard the crash
And looked up to be cut by the shards
And crushed by tonight's beau