Track 4 of the album Wildflower Wednesdays · 2020
Postcard from the Pier, Wish You Were Here
“A crooked gull on a postcard and a stamp licked on the sea wall. Posy's whistle solo is the best part.”
xinyao · seaside folk-pop · postcard pop · 3:08
Lyrics
I bought a card with a crooked gull Sat on the sea wall, licking a stamp The sky was the colour of a washed enamel cup And I thought of you, my oldest friend Remember the songs we sang on the steps Out of tune, out of time, out of breath The chips are still salty, the waves still show off Only the bench by the rail has your name missing Wish you were here, wish you were here The sea is saying all the things I'd say Wish you were here, wish you were here I'm posting you the sunshine, hold it till I'm home Thank you for every year The old man at the kiosk sold me a pen That wrote in blue and a little bit in green I wrote that I'm happy, I wrote that I'm fine I wrote that I'm grateful, and ran out of space Wish you were here, wish you were here The sea is saying all the things I'd say Wish you were here, wish you were here I'm posting you the sunshine, hold it till I'm home Thank you for every year Sing it loud from the end of the pier Let the gulls take the harmony Some friends are a place you can always go back to Even when the miles pile up between Wish you were here, wish you were here The sea is saying all the things I'd say Wish you were here, wish you were here I'm posting you the sunshine, hold it till I'm home Thank you for every year Thank you for every year Wish you were here