The Bay

Boys are stripping off hoodies showing hints of skin
Not long now before they start diving in

A storm is brewing on the bay and the crowds all flee
Piling into cars splitting into twos and threes

They look like sails but we're on dry land

So I took Ys to the water and plugged into the view
Watching the sun and the clouds fight over the bay

The wind, the wind didn't seem to care



Credits
Writer(s): Eamon Brett
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