“Along the sand, let’s walk the shore together now, just hand in hand. It’s gonna be fair weather now, when the stars come out, stop to count them in the sky”. (Apologies to Lesley Gore’s ‘California Nights’, circa 1965!)
Along the sand, lets walk the shore together now, just hand in hand. Its gonna be fair weather now, when the stars come out, stop to count them in the sky.
I prefer to look at things from a less romantic perspective ... to me, it's nothing more than flotsam and jetsam washed up on the beach.