Nick Garrie

Seashore

Disco: The Nightmare Of J.B. Stanislas [The Cuts] [2015]
Autor: Nick Miansarow © Elefant Publishing

You came running cross the seashore

Hair was drifting with the tide

Eyes so gentle on the seashore

Nothing left but go and hide

On the seashore, on the seashore

 

Touched my fingers in the water

Kissed my lips with salt most true

No one near us for a life time

May I whisper I love you

On the seashore, on the seashore

 

Figure standing on the mountain

All alone like man on earth

I could see the smile so clearly

 Drifting seagull from my birth

On the seashore, on the seashore

 

Now I run across the seashore

All alone yes it must be

Wind’s so fine across my forehead

Lost my love across the sea

On the seashore, on the seashore