Zuri

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance of summer holidays, now the kids have flown, gone away, making their own homes, we drop to the beach, at the end of the quay, all our loving of Thebes, oh yes there's also gloom, suddenly drained, wonder where time has gone, laughing you grab my feet, guide me where we lay, my troubles cease, I'm a windblown soul, we rest in the lee, embrace secrets of the old, horizons like these.