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Feet On the Sand
Alice Costelloe
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There's a million different reasons you wouldn't appear
Took my picture by the fountain for something to share
Hoping you might get the message and think of me there
Your face lit up by the image like a postcard
Saying wish you were here
Your feet on the sand
Your hand in my hand
Your feet on the sand
He went home to the South Island to get himself straight
But the Yadaka River couldn't wash it away
Brought back gifts for all the children
Green stones on strings
And a soft white lamp just for me
But did it do a thing?
Your feet on the sand
Your hand in my hand
Your feet on the sand
When I was out in California, I wrote you from the hills
But the words that we were sharing were never quite for real
There were all the unsent letters at the bottom of the bin
Asking why'd you look so strong and junky then
But I wish you were here
Your feet on the sand
Your hand in my hand
Your feet on the sand
Not a minute tied to your mask
You're a man upon the shore
Sirens knocking at your door
And they always find you
Sleeping on the floor
In the mess you left before
And every time they call
It sounds just like my father's name
Put your hand into my hand
Put your hand into my hand
Put your hand into my hand
Put your hand into my hand
Don't forget
When you go to sleep tonight
Six green eyes
Like yours
Live wide open
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