Katie Locke: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

Verse 1: Memories scatter the shores of my mind
I can still hear the seagulls chiming, chiming
On your shoulders I strained to reach the sky
Your wrinkled hands held me tight
On Amelia Island.

Verse 2: Back in the city, the years wore you down
The thick smog kept the stars from shining, shining
I was too busy to come around
So you escaped in your thoughts
To Amelia Island.

Bridge: On a Friday night I got the call
"Come home, quick! He doesn't have long"
I squeezed your hand as you fought for breath
And promised we'd go again.

Verse 3: Wading through the cool salty waters and tears
I see a distant sailboat gliding, gliding
I don't have to see you to know that you're here
Running free, down the beach
Of Amelia Island.