A long gray silence
Had ambled down the coast
You drew in sand
All the things we'd miss the most
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
I hope we die here when we're old

We'll case the shore
To record this holy place
White cliffs and starfish
The tide like ruined lace
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
I hope we die here when we're old

And when we're frail
In our lawn chairs by the sea
All shrunken hands
Twisted spines
And halting speech
We'll listen for the long gray silence
To gather and increase
When it does we'll close our eyes
And rest in narrow peace
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
Little love, little love
I hope we die here when we're old

Little love, little love
I hope we die here when we're old