The Frankston Line

The day is grey, I don't love you anymore
The sun smiles on the red tiles,
I don't love you anymore
The Frankston Line's full of teenage crime
and the cops can't do no more
Hooded tops, cigarettes at stops,
I don't love you anymore

I'll leave you, I won't leave you
The sea's so beautiful

The council plans for seaside lands mean beauty writ in law
Views of the seas in legalese, I don't love you anymore

I searched through your house for my skin
We end to begin
The sea dog will say its alright
We'll be alright