A man needs time to himself. Time to think and talk to the memory of his ever present lover.
Words and Music by Stuart Sheldon
Guitar & Vocals: Pal Sheldon
Drums: Kat Hall
Peddle Steel: Mike Kirkly
Bass: Zelda Sheldon
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The Beach ©Stuart Sheldon 2007
Your name’s a deep blue bruise
Yes it’s true I’m feeling used
But I blame myself for this abuse
So I’m
Heading off down to the beach
Get some place I know I can breath
There’s a lot this old world can teach
When your Heading off down to the beach
You can come and sit down with me there
Let th wind, blow through your hair
Out of your head, to who knows where
There’s a track that leads way back behind
To your name I try to keep out of my mind
But here you come spinning right on time
Oh come let’s talk about it
I’ll let you have your say
Oh no I’m not joking about it when I tell you to throw it all away.
Hey hey hey hey
So I’m
Heading off down to the beach
Get some place I know I can breath
There’s a lot this old world can still teach me
When your heading off down
Way down
Heading off down….
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