All that’s left are waves - The Heavy Blinkers

He painted fences on the farmland
Drew the water sleepy grey
Turned the light off
But I can see
He sang my only child to the desert
Laughed him all the way to the sun
Sun
Day is no time for fun
But I believe
I believe
That all these thing's will get turned around
I believe
All that's left are
All that's left are waves
I believe
All that's left are
All that's left are waves
Walking the beach
She hoped to step in the footprints
Of the children who fed the sun with their sand
From plastic pails
As the tide recedes
From the east a pinwheel spins in the sweet wind
From my room I pick my head from my hands
Hands
Me a picture of an old frowning man
That he will be
He will be
All these things get turned around
I believe
All that's left are
All that's left are waves
I believe
All that's left are
All that's left are waves
And I
I swear by you
And you by me too
It's like a cherry bomb explosion when I call your
Ballerina
Farfisa to me
I know it's too far but I long to be
Next to your glowing carousel by the sea