When the river comes up, and the stepping stones are lost
And the roach, swimming in the flood
And the sound of the trees, talking in the breeze
The whistling wind surrounds you.
The rooster will crow, and the smoke stacks will glow
The rainbows will light up your bridges.
You've gotta find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after.
And the notes, that you wrote, on the almighty oak
Are taken, and set to be stone.
The rooster will crow, and the smoke stacks will glow
The rainbows will light up your bridges.
You've gotta find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after,
You've gotta find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after.
When it feels so right, but you know that it's not
And the rats and the rabbits and the vultures have gone,
You can lie on your own in the midday sun
And find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after,
You've gotta find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after.
You've gotta find beauty in disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after.