Sunday 18th October

Although I didn't get to bed until about 5.00, I was still awake by 10. Everyone else was sound asleep so I got up, made myself a drink and finished off the song I'd started yesterday.
Here's the first draft. Oh, and the picture is one of my favourite locations in Cornwall- the place that inspired the song.


Carn Glooze

The sunlight on the water
Jewels in the sea.
There ain’t no place on earth that
I would rather be.
The sunlight on my skin
The breeze that moves my hair
I only close my eyes
And I can be right there.

This is the place where I can lose my blues
I hear it calling, and I can’t refuse
The ocean calls to me from Carn Glooze
The ocean calls to me from Carn Glooze

The headland looks out on
The old man in his bath
While weary walkers pause
From climbing up the Path
I sit upon the rock
And listen to the sea,
The cry of peregrine
The humming of the bee.

This is the place where I can lose my blues
I hear it calling, and I can’t refuse
The ocean calls to me from Carn Glooze
The ocean calls to me from Carn Glooze

© Dave Clemo 18th October 2009.