Eccles

I was buried at Eccles
Half a mile from the sea
But the waves kept working
Searching for me

And over the years
My coffin crept
Slowly towards the beach
Step by step

And then one night
In the fiercest storm
The earth from my grave
Was washed and gone

And my bones lay there
Exposed and white
Under the raging moon
That night

And the sea it began
To wear me away
Ground on the shingle
Night and day

For I am a man
From a lost land
Whose last remains
Turned into sand