There's something very special about the sea. It always reminds me of you.
Ben Howard - Old Pine
Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags, I've come to know that memories Were the best things you ever had The summer shone beat down on bony backs So far from home where the ocean stood Down dust and pine cone tracks
We slept like dogs down by the fire side Awoke to the fog all around us The boom of summer time
[Chorus] We stood Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones As the old pine fell we sang Just to bless the morning.
Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags, I've come to know the friends around you Are all you'll always have Smoke in my lungs, or the echoed stone Careless and young, free as the birds that fly With weightless souls now.
[Chorus x2] We stood Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones We stood Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones As the old pine fell we sang Just to bless the morning.
We grow, grow, steady as the morning We grow, grow, older still We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn We grow, grow, older still We grow, grow, steady as the flowers We grow, grow, older still We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn We grow, grow, older still
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