Isle of Palms

The sound of the waves as they roll on the shore

The warm southern breeze as it spills through the door

Chairs on the porch 'neath a tall palm tree

The taste and the smell of the salt and the sea.

Here is the place where my heart calms down

And the world seems to slow as it spins round and round...

A crescent moon shines it's light on the sand

As fiddlers dig down with their one little hand

Into holes they all hide as we walk in the night

Down the slow sleepy beach by the moon's soft light.

Here is the place where my heart calms down

And the world seems to slow as it spins round and round....

Another day dawns and the sun shines high

In the orb of a cloudless cerulean sky

Perched in the sand as waves kiss my feet

Watching pelicans dive to find something to eat.

Here is the place where my heart calms down

And the world seems to slow as it spins round and round....

The isle and the palms and the sand and the sea

are a sliver of life that beckons to me

to come and to spill like the waves on the sand

all the worries and cares that we can't understand.

Leave them all here where my heart calms down

As the world seems to slow as it spins round and round....

Take me back home to that sweet southern strand

When my body no longer breathes in this land

And lay me down deep 'neath a tall palm tree

And let me sleep there by the waves and the sea.

There in that place where my heart calmed down

And my soul will smile watching the world spin around.