I’ve been down to North Marine Drive A road curling round by your sea A sea that matches all of your moods A place where we always agree
And I’ve been down to North Marine Drive Where I have scratched our names in the sand And watched the sea take them away Two names scratched in every spray
And I’ve been on a desolate cliff Where once a great castle had been And stood, with the wind in my mouth On a wall so the sea could be seen
And here a chapel once stood But now, just a handful of stones But we, we are building it up Ours as we stand here alone