Little Love

A long gray silence had ambled down the coast You drew in sand all the things we'd miss the most Little love, little love Little love, little love Little love, little love I hope we die here when we're old We'll case the shore to record this holy place White cliffs and starfish The tide like ruined lace Little love, little love Little love, little love Little love, little love I hope we die here when we're old And when we're frail In our lawn chairs by the sea All shrunken hands Twisted spines and halting speech We'll listen for the long gray silence to gather and increase When it does we'll close our eyes and rest in narrow peace Little love, little love Little love, little love Little love, little love I hope we die here when we're old Little love, little love I hope we die here when we're old