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
