The sun and the wind And the breaking waves The crashing waves Washing ashore And the holy grail Of silver light On a shifting light I hold in my hands Face into the spray Later on the salt will dry To taste upon the skin To taste upon the skin And this is where the horizon begins With the tide to pull you out And the tide to pull you in And I dream of you Hair spiral in the wind Against a million stars Dancing on the sea Shingle around your feet Sandpipers running in Gulls swooping down Surfing the wind So face into the spray Later on the salt will dry To taste upon the skin To taste upon the skin And this is the pleace where the horizon begins With the tide to pull you out And the tide to pull you in And the land it is breathing and all the water moving And everything ends in the keeping of faith So face into the spray Later on the salt will dry To taste upon the skin To taste upon the skin And the tide will drag you out and pull you back in A kiss upon the skin Kiss upon the skin