King of the Beach - Chris Rea

Let your fighting scars heal in the sun

Of a bright windy day

Let your cold blades sleep in the sand

Till it’s rusted away

Washed each night in the waves

While you sleep away each memory

And you wake to find yourself

A new king to be

Away from the dark

Moving into the light

King of the shadows

Gives up on the fight

He kicks off them shoes

Throws them away

There’s nobody here now

Except this salty blue day

Out of sight

Out of reach

He’s king of the beach

Whatever I was

Well I’m not that now

I tell you because

It may help you somehow

So kick off them shoes

And throw them away

Cause there’s nobody here now

Except this salty blue day