Number 4

Spanish coast to city bay
With water cool to touch
Looking away from all the lights
The tide hits you in a rush

Friendly faces in the view
Silhouettes of ships behind
Pincher crabs that seem so new
A peace that's so divine

On the coast, an elephant watches over you
In the streets, a mix of people dressed in shades of blue

Open air two floors up
Even in December too
Sit up top, fill up your cup
Look down at the world you knew

On the coast, an elephant watches over you
In the streets, a mix of people dressed in shades of blue

Walk up to that number four and wait right at the door
Who lives there now, you wonder, you can't know for sure

Feel the beating of the heat
Look into the past above
From behind the tin and wood
If you'll see it's eight before

Walk up to that number four and wait right at the door
Who lives there now, you wonder, you can't know for sure



Credits
Writer(s): Geoffrey Cowling
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