Forgotten Coast - Steve Plein

Forgotten Coast - Steve Plein
Looking down from the high top bridge
Towards the tankers all at rest
I know you’re out there past the lights
But I’ve never learned to fly
It’s a sea of grass and a graveyard coast
I guess I’m no good at letting go
But I can feel you out there in the fog
Would you catch me
If I fall?
Red right return
Put it in your soul
You can always find your way home
Through the winding creeks and the muddy banks
Where each old mile
Looks the same
When the wind is right
And the sun falls low
I’ll be here as long as I know
You’re somewhere safe
Out on your own
Forgotten coast
Forgotten coast
So give me shrimp and give me grits
I’ve been itchin’ for a fix
What happened to those careless night
In these magic
Golden isles
But all that glitter has gone to rust
After you I’ll never trust
Any loose words from wayward lips
A thrift-store smile
Or a stranger’s kiss
Red right return
Put it in your soul
You can always find your way home
Through the winding creeks and the muddy banks
Where each old mile
Look the same
When the wind is right and the sun falls low
I’ll be here as long as I know
You’re somewhere safe
Out on your own
Forgotten coast
Forgotten coast
I’d go home but she’s all gone now
Swallowed by the sea
And an angry sound
Red right return
Put it in your soul
You can always find your way home
Through the winding creeks and the muddy banks
Where each old mile
Looks the same
When the wind is right and the sun falls low
I’ll be here as long as I know
You’re somewhere safe
Out on your own
Forgotten coast
Forgotten coast

[@BrianTyrrell-v1b]

Great voice!

[@StevePleinMusic]

Thank you very much!