The Strand

(アルバム： The Living Room Sessions - 2008)

You're such a pretty face,
With so much open space, to hold you
With so much more to say,
And only one more day, to know you

The clouds are moving on,
And I wish we were moving on and you,
Wish we were moving on
The troubles keep moving on
I wish I was moving on with you,
And you were moving on with me,
The clouds are moving on
Again and again

But the city's alive,
And so is that ocean,
Where one might survive again.
And out on the strand,
The fellas are marching
But the stone becomes sand again.

There's so much anger here,
And so much more to fear, I miss you.
With so much more to say,
And only one more day,
It hurts me to know you're alive.

But the city's alive,
And so is that ocean,
Where one might survive again.
And out on the strand,
The fellas are marching
But the stone becomes sand again.

And it hurts me to know you're alive,
And it hurts just to know that you're fine
And it hurts just to know where I stand,
When it's me and you out on the strand, we'll say

The city's alive,
And so is that ocean,
Where one might survive again.
And out on the strand,
The fellas are marching
But the stone becomes sand again.
The city's alive,
And so is that ocean,
Where one might survive again.
And out on the strand,
The fellas are marching
But the stone becomes sand,
The stone becomes sand
The stone becomes sand again.