crane beach

who knows the secret noble name
bright as a sword but not as known
each journey turns into a game
who knows the secret noble name

away from hope of pride or fame
we note the desert and the sown
who knows the secret noble name
bright as a sword but not as known

alone on the bright sheltered beach
nothing before me but the sea
the world seems just beyond my reach
alone on the bright sheltered beach

now all i can do is beseech
the ones who much further can see
alone on the bright sheltered beach
nothing before me but the sea

i've no idea what's come to pass
to those who made that same day-trip
they showed the world both style and class
i've no idea what's come to pass

the breeze that moves the leaves and grass
takes forming words from off my lip
i've no idea what's come to pass
to those who made the same day-trip

i found my back could heat and burn
i'm not immune to harm and pain
i had so much to do and learn
i found my cak could heat and burn

now i'm the one who has to turn
and let the younger make the gain
i found my back could heat and burn
i'm not immune to harm and pain

that day my eyes were wild and red
my heart remained just in its place
i can't remember what was said
that day my eyes were wild and red

the images that haunt my head
go on to fill infinite space
that day my eyes were wild and red
my heart remained just in its place

it was a chance to take my way
far out beyond the normal road
to make of that a greater day
it was a chance to take my way

a time that was given to play
to drop the burden and the load
it was a chance to take my way
far out beyond the normal road

all innocent i could not know
all that went on beyond my eyes
all that i saw was sandy glow
all innocent i could not know

all day i knew that things would go
no further than i could surmise
all innocent i could not know
all that went on beyond my eyes

each mangrove root remains in sight
no bit of it was left behind
the reason seems inane and slight
each mangrove root remains in sight

i've learned since then to do things right
and let the thoughts just fill my mind
each mangrove root remains in sight
no bit of it was left behind

the journey back seemed all too short
i knew i'd seen a different world
not something i would say in sport
the journey back seemed all too short

all in the end should come to nought
the heart within the breast is curled
the journey back seemed all too short
i knew i'd seen a different world