Death's Seaside Break Lyrics

On Brighton beach,

One summer day,

Death took a break,

Or so they say....

Walking alone, on this quiet dawn,

Death saw the world he'd never known before.

Seagulls cried, in the salty air,

He watched them dance without a care.

Children laughed, threw stones in the sea,

Death felt a longing, a curiosity...

Bought an ice-cream, and watched it melt,

This moment new, something strange he felt.

Life's simple moments, bittersweet,

Held him captive on this busy street.

Interest grew with every glance,

Slowly, happiness joined the dance.

The day Death took a seaside break,

Felt the warmth, in the smiles we make.

In the chaos of our fleeting time,

Death found a trace of the divine.

Lovers walking, hand in hand,

A street musician, a beachside band.

Death walked silent, in the fading light,

Trying to grasp what felt so right.

Tried to understand these fragile lives,

In their struggles, hopes, and quiet drives.

Set apart, yet watching still,

Took in the moment, drank his fill.

Life's simple moments, bittersweet,

Held him captive on this Brighton street.

Amusement grew with every glance,

Slowly, understanding joined the dance.

The day Death took a seaside break,

Felt the warmth, in the smiles we make.

In the chaos of our fleeting time,

Death found a trace of the divine.

A final walk, around Brighton Pier,

With busy people, crowded near,

As the sun dipped low, casting golden hues,

Death slipped away, with newfound views.

On a Brighton beach, one summer night,

Death disappeared with the fading light.

In the echoes of a day well spent,

He took his leave his heart content.

The day Death took a seaside break,

Felt the warmth, the smiles we make.

In the chaos of our fleeting time,

Found a touch of the divine.

On Brighton beach,

One summer day,

Death took a break,

Or so they say....