Ghost Town By The Sea

By the sea by the sea
In a Point Judith diary I 
Found many rocks all pretty colors 
I found waves that split the sound 
Of a silent summer's day 
And oh the smell it is so clean 
And all of this so constantly old, old, old 
The firewood for the fire 
Has drifted from the sea 
Names and colors decorate the flames 
up in smoke 
Some sailing vessel's history 
Rowing boats are out there now 
Fishing for their game 
Rocking in the water contemplatively 
Shiny little houses 
Faded by the sea 
Are watching through their windows 
In this ghost town by the sea 
This ghost town by the sea