Waves were crashing in the bedroom The wind was howling down the hall I was dreaming about Brighton And the life I had before I was with my friend Luisa, Drinking guinness in the rain And her words tasted like ice cream On a hot summer's day, on a hot summer's day Would you take into consideration I had the best intention I was just a little clumsy with it all So many outcasts finding refuge Between the downs and the sea Homeless summer destination Where all the bar staff have degrees Ten million pictures of the west pier Still got the pebbles in my shoes A sense of humour on every corner And those Sunday Green Door blues Oh those Sunday Green Door Blues Would you take into consideration I had the best intention I was just a little clumsy with it all Shaking with the windstorm Memories flooding my brain We were hungry for the future But the past it will remain Oh how the past always remains Would you take into consideration I had the best intention I was all so unintentional