The Beach

I know a place
Where we can hide
Behind trees and mystery
On a rusty bed under the moonlight

A blanket and some matches
To keep us satisfied
That hole in your favourite shirt
From our first cigarette

The first strings we've broken
In the backyard garage
We were playing too loud to say we were
To say we were here

The city is being greedy
So much to conquer
But we want this world
We want it to stay ours

We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop
Playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop
Playing on your land
We won't stop playing

I remember your red skin
From a dream that never ended
Staring at strangers like we were the cool kids

Now we are the strangers
Waiting for you to leave
To leave us a place
A place on your shores

We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop
We won't stop
We won't stop

As long as we will remain
We are standing here
We will hold
We will hold
We will hold
We will hold
Onto everything we've stolen

We won't stop playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop playing on your land

We won't stop
Playing on your land
We won't stop playing
We won't stop
Playing on your land
We won't stop playing



Credits
Writer(s): Francois Philippe Dupont
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