Quiet Shore from Seance by Maxine Funke

About the events of that day
So hard to ascertain
Well I got the tea tray
And I called up the sea
Quiet shore

Well he took his umbrella
And he opened the door
And he slammed it after him
And that was the last I saw
Quiet shore

And he put his coat on
And he brushed his hat
And he opened the door
Quiet shore

So hard to ascertain
Is it all in vain
So hard to ascertain
Christmas day

So call up the sea
Bring in the tea tray
Quiet shore

And he got to the top of the stairs
And he put his coat on
And he opened the door

And he opened the door
And he slammed it after him
And that was the last I saw
Quiet shore

I had a sort of feeling on me
But it’s so hard to ascertain
Is it all in vain

Mrs. Jones
Christmas day

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