Lyrics

BENCHES

On benches by the water.

A lover's kiss, stolen in the spotlight of the day.
A writer's twist, conjured from the ether, from the grey.

One lost soul. Two hearts broken.
Three ghost friends, and four good folk in bad ways,

Benches by the water,
facing into sun or rain or snow.
Benches by the water,
interlacing now and long ago.
Station for the stunning or mundane,
taken by the sorrowful who engraved a name
on benches, benches by the water .

A couple's blush, high on honeymoon beginner's luck.
A master's touch, true companions sit with eyes tight shut.

One lost soul. Two hearts broken.
Three ghost friends, and four good kids with bad grace.

To remember, what a view,
to remember how the wild life fabulously flew.
Sharing secrets and pipe dreams,
all the turns of tide there’ve been.

Benches by the water,
facing into sun or rain or snow.
Benches by the water,
interlacing now and long ago.

One lost soul (on benches by the water).
Two hearts broken (on benches by the water).
Three ghost friends.

A lover's kiss, stolen in the spotlight of the day.