Shingle breaking in the receding wash
Remind me of us, colliding, tumbling, crashing
The spray of the salt air, sweet to my mind
The smell fills our senses, the sun bright above
Creaking of the pier as the waves attack
The shush of the sand as the tide pulls away
Seagulls overhead, wheeling, crying
The wind dying, clouds float on by
A lithium high, love the new prescription
Towering thermals rising high above
Sweep us upwards towards ecstasy
Yachts float by on the tide
Their sails flirting with the winds
Bows cutting through the troughs and peaks
Finding each other happens once in a lifetime
Filling the void, our worlds collide
Happiness, love, contentment endure
Old lives remembered, but put aside
Hand in hand, upon the sand
The past painful, but the future is ours to share
Waves crackle upon the shore
Making me want you more and more…
