The practice runs, those darkened lanes, the coastline curves yr spine I’m sure
On nights like these who wouldn't want to?
And the parties on the clifftops got colourless and stale
You started leaving early, saving money, pulling yr dignity back
And everytime we lose the feeling in some gloomy seaside town where the shops are closing
Not just out of season but a prayer for arson
This is. How he’ll
Spend forever with you
His shoes were found you put flowers down took turns to book yr tickets home
They put fences up and the freshers trust that fences are enough
And everytime we lose the feeling, in some gloomy seaside town where the shops are closing
Not just out of season but a prayer for arson
This is. How he’ll
Spend forever with you
And he’s cold blue!
And everytime you lose the feeling in some grainy seaside town where its always raining
How the clouds are closing and the fence is broken
This is. How he’ll
Spend forever with you