Track 10 of the album Say It Louder Than the Silence · 2025
Deckchairs Folded Like Sleeping Birds
“Out of season, the seafront sleeps and the deckchairs fold like birds. Home to a place I love.”
art song · art song · impressionist · 3:44
Lyrics
Out of season, the seafront sleeps The deckchairs folded like sleeping birds Striped and silent in a row Waiting for the warm to come back I walk along the empty front With a paper cup of cocoa The wind has taken all the noise And left the gulls to say what's left Sleep now, deckchairs, sleep The sea is keeping time for you Dream of sun and children's feet And sand that's warm and new Sleep now, deckchairs, sleep I'll walk the long way home There's a gentle kind of beauty In a town left all alone The tea-room has a candle lit Behind a steamy windowpane A woman wipes a single cup And smiles as if she's heard my name Sleep now, deckchairs, sleep The sea is keeping time for you Dream of sun and children's feet And sand that's warm and new Sleep now, deckchairs, sleep I'll walk the long way home There's a gentle kind of beauty In a town left all alone Come the spring they'll wake and stretch And open up their painted wings But tonight the tide is soft And everything is quiet things Sleep now, deckchairs, sleep Sleep now, sleep