On Criccieth Beach I've whiled away many an hour.
Found a photograph of me, must be four or five years old.
Salty water curls my hair as I wander on the sand.
The craggy castle tower looks down from the grassy mound.
Wish that I could be beside the sea, always.
And the summer will never end, and it will always be a Sunday.
On Criccieth Beach you see my mum there in the foreground.
She's holding up a hermit crab, behind her hands she's laughing.
There's my Nain, my welsh grandma, dressed up smart as always.
It's nice to see her in the sun, far from the clouds of Blaenau.
On Criccieth Beach the oyster catchers stab their beaks.
My cousins climb the boulder pile, trying not to drop their ice creams.
On the cliff top with my dad, catch a glimpse of a porpoise fin.
Dig a channel down to where the celtic waves roll in.
credits
from On Criccieth Beach EP,
released May 22, 2016
Megan Parry - vocals, acoustic guitar
Fiddle - Robin Gillan
Chapman Stick - Tom Oinn
Drums - Tom Fielder
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