Sea Campion Champions

White stars shaking on the cliff side stone .

Last stop path where we feel at home . See Campion shining like a strip

of foam, cushions in the cracks where the waves once roamed. Town lights flicker

way down below, up here we got our own little glow. We're the kids

who never fit the square, so we found our shape in the salt sprayed

air. Campion, sea champions, holding on tight, blooming on the

ledge in the fading light. Campion, champions,

hearts on the brim, if the rocks don't fall then we don't