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San Tropez

As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind the sofa in San Tropez Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness Scratched by the sand that fell from our love Deep in my

Echoes

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant tide Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs

Fearless

You say the hill’s too steep to climb, Climb it! You say you’d like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place and I’ll choose the time And I’ll climb The hill in my own way just wait a while, for the right day And as I rise above the treeline and the

Seamus

I was in the kitchen Seamus, that’s the dog was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound was outside Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly But my hound just sat right down and cried

A Pillow Of Winds

A cloud of eider down Draws around me softening the sound Sleepy time in my life With my love by my side And she’s breathing low And the candle dies. When night comes down you lock the door The boot falls to the floor As darkness falls and waves roll by The seasons change The

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