N O R W A Y

Credits roll on a silver screen
Prepare your coat and leave your seat
Place a kiss upon my cheek
And I watch you leave, from the promenade

A young man has died today following a tragic incident involving an automobile
His next of kin have been notified, and a police inquiry has been launched

The crowds parade where our footprints lie
The hours we lost amongst the tide
The lighthouse burns an endless light
Yet still you left, from the promenade cinema

I lay myself beneath the waves
A distant choir of music plays
I see the sky and watch it fade
Just glimmers from the old arcade
A ghostly sight above the bay
I breathe a sigh and make my way
Our figures dancing in the haze
As we leave, from the promenade cinema