Cockle shell beach, Cockle shell beach
Fond memories of thee and is thee i beseech
Warm childhood sand under soft childhood feet
Close in dreams are thee but to far for us to meet
Cockle shell beach, Cockle shell air
I breathed thee into young lungs, when to young was i to care
Coole breeze of liberated skin so gently poured against my skin
To ignore thee of existence would be for more than childhood sin
Cockle shell beach, Cockle shell sea
Drawn by warm waves of of memory, such sweet memory of thee
White waves of angels ride a dance along your skittered shore
Broken up by rocky edge, they retreat to ride thee more
Cockle shell beach, Cockle shell Beach
Fond memories of thee and is thee i soon will reach
Even on deaths door you vision stays locked inside my mind.
We've both changed my friend, but time to me has been unkind
Cockle shell Beach, Cockle shell Heaven
Lie does thee in grace, on the great coast of Devon
And leave now must i to join thee in the after ride
To take place beside white angels, on your heavens tide.
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