Track 3 of the album Coast Road Zero · 2015
Boardwalk in November
“Out-of-season seaside towns are my favourite places to write. The drum machine here sounds like rain on a boarded-up kiosk.”
electronica · coastal ambient · chillwave · 4:16
Lyrics
The ice cream stand is boarded up The pier is empty, grey and wet Gulls are walking down the front Like they own it now Salt on the rail Wind in the sail Of nothing at all Quiet by the sea The town belongs to me Boardwalk in November Quiet by the sea Nobody here but me Boardwalk in November The arcade lights are switched to dim One lamp is blinking down the street A kettle hums behind a door The tide comes in slow Salt on the rail Wind in the sail Of nothing at all Quiet by the sea The town belongs to me Boardwalk in November Quiet by the sea Nobody here but me Boardwalk in November Summer was loud Now the waves are the crowd Waves are the crowd Quiet by the sea The town belongs to me Boardwalk in November Quiet by the sea Nobody here but me Boardwalk in November Boardwalk in November Quiet by the sea