The days that we would run the dunes
Until the sun sank low;
Those timeless, breathless afternoons
So free of care and woe
The nights beside the ocean as
The stars came out to shine;
No other spot in mem’ry has
A feel so anodyne
As just to know, now that your gone,
That we were e’er so blessed:
And that, we’ll run again, someday,
Sweet dunes
Where we’ll find
Rest