Went down this morning shivering and aching.
Sat on the rocks and I watched the sunrise.
A tapestry of footprints on the canvas tells the story
Of the folks who jog, the lawless dogs
And the lovers in love on
And the sunlight hits the land
And I finally stand.
And I go back to my home.
And sleep again.
Out past the breakers where the brave boys tread the water
I let the waves throw me around
And up at the pavilion the tourist buses roll in
And it's camera's clicked and ice creams licked
And doggy bags of
And they take them to another land
And they show them to their friends
And it's oh so clean and bright
Well everyone is choosing from a hundred different ice creams.
And the beach boys and bunnies are dying to be brown.
Here come the skateboards and the big baggy shorted boys
Past they go and I'm walking slow and between my toes I feel
And the shadows hit the land
And I meet up with my friends
In a Bondi street café
And we're talking
We're just little grains of Sand