C-Side Video (MV)

We found a quiet spot, then the dogs arrived
Barking because they'd got saltwater eyes
Children yelling how they'd found labradorite
That's right

So much space around, I'm dumbfounded by
Drunks who settle down, gurn and spit their wine
Crutches sink in the sand, someone yells from behind
Gestures with his hand, teeth and axes grind

Waves gently lap the shore, sails rise and fall
Melanie's a whore, scrawled across the wall
Distant lifeboat drones, lifeless distant shriek
Pipers turn the stones, dog ends in their beaks

Dolphins Gasp for air, sunburn on their backs
Lift in disrepair, hear distorted tracks
Seagulls wheel to leave shadows on the sand
Oil on the breeze, money in the hand