Cocoanut Groove

The Castle

Cocoanut Groove


On this bleary night
Twilight fades the flowers & the pines
A pale moon's on the rise

And the lily pond lies still
And mirrors a hazy opal sky
September has arrived

So we go for a walk
The houses in the street
Are faded & pale like old photographs

And we'll count the fading stars
But School Street's so still
It's almost unreal
Like the ways of a dream

Can't help but to feel like I've seen this film before
A castle of sand, slipping through my hands, nothing more

Can't help but to feel like I've had this dream before
A castle of sand, slipping through my hands, that's all

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