The North Shore

(album: Lustre Parfait - 2023)

Yeah, night becomes everyone
But I can hate the way it can be
One more chip of nail polish
One more breeze and summer's complete
We occurred to each other
Forty-eight hours a day
We rode by like teen angels
With our heads held so high
And eyes heavenward, we don't care
We held hands between our bikes

I can still see you
Staring out your screen-door
I can still see you now
Watching the wavetops for more
Out there on the North Shore

Now people go faster
And winter's when people want people more
When it's tough to go backwards
And it's tough, tough to go forward
We rode by like teen angels
With our heads in the sky
And eyes heavenward, we don't care
We held hands between our bikes

I can still see you
Walking the strand like before
Oh, I can just see you now
Watching the swallows turn and soar
Out there on the North Shore

Summer lowers it's flag now
It gently brushes the floor

Oh, I can just see us now
Where the swallows turn and soar
Yeah, I can still see you
Staring out your screen-door
I can still see you
Walking the strand like before
Yeah, can I still reach you
Is there a way back to before?
A way back to the North Shore