A gull calls out;the boardwalk wakes still new
Sea is purple turning gold
Everybody's coming through
Everyone is feeling bold
Morning on the long boardwalk
Every step a chance to talk
Sunrise spilling on the tide
Nothing left to hide or bide
Runners breathing waves applauding
Coffee steam and salty air
Out here nothing needs decoding
Everything is simply fair
Morning on the long boardwalk…
Every step…a chance…
