Only that the sand never sits still
and I will never get to count the grains.

There's no one here except for me and all I do is watch the ***** scuttle out to the sea and the tide march on in because there's nothing else to do,

there used to be,
I used to have company
but
now I'm alone.

I can't say for how long
I've been a castaway
and
I'm guessing it's been
a long time since
anyone asked me,

I used to have company
but
now I'm alone.

I started counting coconuts
but only the ones on the trees
and then I forgot which tree came next,
they all look the same to me,
so I'm back to the ***** and the sea
and the tide waits for no man
especially if that man is me

I used to have company
but
I can't remember when.

Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  61/Here and now