Seaside, brought people in droves
And everybody casts their fishing line
Busy bee's stay busy talking
While the captain of the ship cowers and hides
Seaside, bright colors in the sand
Buckets and spades for the children
Look out to the distance and ignore the empty roar
We are empty shells that need filling
Seagulls, suspended in time
Their wings clinging to the cross winds
Too many people standing around pointing
Too many people to notice what's within
Seaside, staring at your splendor
If I sink, I wouldn't mind
Seaside, timeless and tender
I think I'll float there 'til I die
Seaside, staring at your splendor
If I sink, I wouldn't mind
Seaside, timeless and tender
I think I'll float there 'til I
