The Olde Beach Hut...
Is he jealous do you think..
As he gazes out upon the new younger models..
Or does he remember back deep within his sinews because of where he landed up...
As he also faces the sea, sometimes experiencing the mild caress of the sun's embrace of his old frame...
Sometimes the wind that shivers his timbers..and deep inside his memories are stirred and then he's a sapling growing in a wood
No he's not jealous at all...
No everything's good...
The Olde Beach Hut...
Is he jealous do you think..
As he gazes out upon the new younger models..
Or does he remember back deep within his sinews because of where he landed up...
As he also faces the sea, sometimes experiencing the mild caress of the sun's embrace of his old frame...
Sometimes the wind that shivers his timbers..and deep inside his memories are stirred and then he's a sapling growing in a wood
No he's not jealous at all...
No everything's good...