The sun and the wind
And the breaking waves
The crashing waves
Washing ashore
And the holy grail
Of silver light
On a shifting light
I hold in my hands
Face into the spray
Later on the salt will dry
To taste upon the skin
To taste upon the skin
And this is where the horizon begins
With the tide to pull you out
And the tide to pull you in
And I dream of you
Hair spiral in the wind
Against a million stars
Dancing on the sea
Shingle around your feet
Sandpipers running in
Gulls swooping down
Surfing the wind
So face into the spray
Later on the salt will dry
To taste upon the skin
To taste upon the skin
And this is the pleace where the horizon begins
With the tide to pull you out
And the tide to pull you in
And the land it is breathing and all the water moving
And everything ends in the keeping of faith
So face into the spray
Later on the salt will dry
To taste upon the skin
To taste upon the skin
And the tide will drag you out and pull you back in
A kiss upon the skin
Kiss upon the skin
