New Brighton

From the shore to the station
The blinds are down
People say the place is slowly dying
There’s not a sound
Above the rooftops from the high rise
You can see for miles
A caravan on every part of land
Up and down the coastal plains
In New Brighton when it rains
New Brighton in the rain
And yesterday, well, I saw you
Main Street way
Looking at the empty boarding houses
And closed arcades
Well, it’s funny just to think
The tides now out
And there is very little story to be found
In the shops and buildings here
In New Brighton when it rains
New Brighton in the rain
Down by the beach where I first met you
The rains came down
Looking out across the swell to Liverpool
The seabirds cry
And something tells me you’ll be leaving
The place won’t look the same
Well, I can understand, give a helping hand
Nothing’s gonna keep you here
In New Brighton when it rains
Upon New Brighton’s North Parade
As far as I can see
The lights are down
An out-of-season look
About the town
A out-of-season look