The Coconut Tree

Well the sunset on the beach slips onto the scene.
And washes away all the clouds that are gray.
And the footprints that were there disappear into thin air.
Cause the sea will rise and will give birth to the tide.

The shore will walk and the sea will talk,
But the sand will just remain the same.

Coconuts will drop onto the shore,
But the coconut tree will just make some more.
And the "I love you's" written in the sand
Will stay written by the man who wrote it all with the fingers in his hand.

Well the crest on the tide crashes on its own ride.
And destroys its chances of perfecting its dances.
And the fishes in the wave ride another day.
Cause the sea only creates the waves that it makes.

The shore will walk and the sea will talk,
But the sand will just remain the same.

Coconuts will drop onto the shore,
But the coconut tree will just make some more.
And the "I love you's" written in the sand
Will stay written by the man who wrote it all with the fingers in his hand.

by jameslivesfree
posted on 11/19/2009