Lyrics

Seaside

Friday 9 September 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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Heard from the TV
of the latest bombing
the girls were dancing
she was coming of age
Shells fired out
flowers mowed down
innocence targeted
whose god is this?
Wished that she had one more day

There at the seaside
fifth of December
we chased the tide
as her treasures were gathered
I had to laugh
as she gave sand a bath

jangle jangle jingle jangle
jangle and circle again

Heard from the TV
of the latest bombing
the girls were dancing
she was coming of age
Shells fired out
flowers mowed down
innocence targeted
what god is this?
Wished that she had one more day

There at the seaside
fifth of December
we chased the tide
as her treasures were gathered
I had to laugh
as she gave sand a bath

jangle jangle jingle jangle
jangle and circle again
jangle jangle jingle jangle
jangle and circle again

jangle jangle jingle jangle
jangle and circle again
jangle jangle jingle jangle
jangle and circle and end

She was coming of age