Lost at Sea

My blue beach harbor.

She's angry like a child, how sweet.

Fire and rain on the street.

It's breaking down seas and bays.

It's breaking my pleas all day.

The ships coming in

Bring a deafening din.

They sing around ten.

The taxi's bare again.

Where's my sweet as darkness falls?

Is my sweet out in the squalls?

My blue beach harbor.