Key in the Sand

(ooh-ooh) My fingers brushed against a rusted ring

Halfway buried where the tide-lines cling

I pulled a heavy iron shape from the grey

A little secret that the sea gave away

It doesn't turn a lock or clear a path

But suddenly the shadow starts to draft

Oh, we are standing in the yard again

Under the willow tree,

count one to three

Where did you hide the golden thread for me?

Now the whole house is glowing in the dark

All from a key we found in the sand

We used to run until our boots were soaked

Believing every single word they spoke

I hold the metal and it starts to warm

A tiny lighthouse in a quiet storm

It doesn't turn a lock or clear a path

But suddenly the shadow starts to draft

Oh, we are standing in the yard again

Under the willow tree,

count one to three

Where did you hide the golden thread for me?

Now the whole house is glowing in the dark

All from a key we found in the sand (ooh-ooh)

It was never lost,

it was only waiting

In the deep cold clay,

in the light fading

We were always here! (ahhh)