Alex Two

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance at Thebes, now the kids have flown, gone away, they look after their own, we dance on the beach, at the end of the day, all our loving at Crosby, every part of our home, suddenly drained, now we're alone, you grab my sleeve, pull me to the Bay, my troubles ease, by the wind brown estuary, I hold your face, think like Fernandghetti; catch horizons like these, you wonder why I pray, buy me chips and peas strip away Cocaine.