Cloudburst At Shingle Street - Thomas Dolby

We climb the cliffs

And hang from trees

Wrap the rocks

And pave the beach

A state of shock at flick of switch

Mindless — into the cloudburst overhead

I wanna get my face wet

It’s been buried in the sand for years

Headlong — into the cloudburst naked

There’s really no escaping it

There’s gonna be a cloudburst here

Come out of your shell

And look at the sea

It may be just as well

You stayed here with me

A private hell at turn of key

Blindly — into the cloudburst overhead

I wanna get my face wet

It’s been buried in the sand for years

Mindless — into the cloudburst naked

There’s really no escaping it

There’s gonna be a cloudburst here

Headlong — into the cloudburst overhead

I wanna get my face wet

It’s been buried in these hands for years

Blindly — into the cloudburst naked

There’s really no escaping it

There’s gonna be a cloudburst here

…And it’s dawning on me

I’ve been a cork in the ocean, been bobbing in the North Sea

Then take this vest of plaster, these boots of concrete

And mark them down as surplus, return to Mulberry…

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst…

Cloudburst at Shingle Street

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

Cloudburst at Shingle Street

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

Cloudburst at Shingle Street

Cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst, cloudburst

When I was small I was in love

Cloudburst at Shingle Street

In love with everything

Cloudburst at Shingle Street

Now there’s only you, yeah

Now there’s only you…