The Beach After Lockdown
Karim, Lena & Terry
coney island blue the sun is sinking down i don’t pay no mind when the lifeguard whistle sounds
cause there’s no judgement here no one knows my name out in the water we are all the same
i’m diving deep i have been washed clean these waves don’t knock me down they lift me up to dream
that frank is on his way in a little red corvette the radios up the top is down and we glide into the sunset
so when i’m riding on the F and it rolls to my stop my minds a million miles away only my feet are on this block
the summer and she’s free the summer and she’s me i can go i can do i can I can just be
Coney island blue the sun is sinking down
karim, lena & terry broadway house 8.22.20