Track 11 of the album The Pier Is Shut Till Easter · 2025
Down the Coast Road With the Roof Rolled Back
“The first warm Sunday and the car has been asleep all winter. I closed the record with the roof rolled back, since spring was always the point.”
indie folk · coastal road folk · joyful indie folk · 3:39
Lyrics
First warm Sunday and the car's been sleeping Under leaves and a winter's dust I wiped the windscreen with my sleeve and said Come on, old girl, you must The seaside towns are half awake Cafés with their chairs still stacked But the road is open and the sky is wide And there's no one asking me back Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Salt on the wind and a song on the dial Nothing to carry and nowhere to be But the long bright road for a while Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Spring on the hedges, the sea on the right I'm a little bit older and a little bit lighter And the sun is on my face tonight I stopped at a harbour wall for chips Gulls on the rail like a jury They watched me eat with a hard stare And I laughed, and I wasn't sorry Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Salt on the wind and a song on the dial Nothing to carry and nowhere to be But the long bright road for a while Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Spring on the hedges, the sea on the right I'm a little bit older and a little bit lighter And the sun is on my face tonight I used to think that drive meant hurry That going meant running from Now I know a slow road is a gift And the warm days have just begun Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Salt on the wind and a song on the dial Nothing to carry and nowhere to be But the long bright road for a while Down the coast road with the roof rolled back Spring on the hedges, the sea on the right I'm a little bit older and a little bit lighter And the sun is on my face tonight Down the coast road With the roof rolled back