A chilly breeze goes by, the trees whistle
I stare at the sign, what it says is not crystal
Grey friends walk together, old tales get told
Sand and sky dance to the edge of infinity
The seagulls cheer and applaud
Gold dust sails across, from abroad to seashore
An orchestra of waves hum a mellow chord
Come aboard, come aboard, but on your own accord
Hug me now, hug me here, hug me dear…
Hug me till I’m left with no air
Why don’t you, wear a pretty smile from ear to ear
Swing and skip into nowhere, tiptoe-tip
Walk this path with a grin so rare
Seesaw those arms with fun and less care
Talk is cheap, mostly insincere
They only way to win is to keep them in the rear
Rather the devil you see, more than the angels you seek