Carehomes, rehabs and the tourist trade
Take it all in
Ain't it something
The wind across the shore
If I seem vacant
Between dreams of escaping
I've no capacity for thought
Drink it all in
Ain't it something
The cliffs as they corrode
If I seem distant
Reminiscing
I'm lost
When it takes hold
Ain't it something
The wind across the shore
If I seem vacant
Between dreams of escaping
I've no capacity for thought
Drink it all in
Ain't it something
The cliffs as they corrode
If I seem distant
Reminiscing
I'm lost
When it takes hold
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Mitchell
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