Sand between the toes
Like everybody knows
Can brighten up the coldest day
In such a magical way
Beach trips in December
Help us to remember
That when home is by the coast
It can blow away the ghosts
Of yesteryear, my dear
Watching the waves break on the North Atlantic
Always makes us feel fantastic
It eases the cares away
On any given day
Oh how we love to be at the Strand
Time slows and the stresses melt
Until joy and peace are felt
Once more the sea rolls in and out
It’s endless rythyms going about
Pulling back, then rushing in
There the hungry dog that is the sea
Roars and sings and helps us see
By the coast really is the best place to be
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