Story Behind The Song
Sometimes I drop my wife off for an early flight at LAX. On the way home I stop by in Venice and enjoy the ambiance from the Washington Street pier north. Venice is a magic place.
Song Description
Meditation on people and scenes in a colorful
Venice California, a beach town. You never grow old in a place like this.
| Song Length |
3:58 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Peaceful, Serene |
Subject |
Beach, Age, Aging |
Lyrics
Always Be Young (on Venice Beach)
Even in a wet suit her shape looks nice,
Smiles from a surfboard with a touch of spice,
This runaway girl rides the wave,
Her small-town roots in the grave,
It?s morning in Venice.
I'll always be young on Venice beach,
The demons of time don't come here,
They just drift away,
On the sand they can?t stay,
I?ll always be young, I?ll always be young,
On Venice beach, with sun and fun.
Indian lady, smile so elegant,
Chats on the pier with her English gent,
Pelicans dive for a meal,
Skateboarders whisk by to steal,
A morning in Venice.
Asian girl, high heels, short skirt,
Boyfriend complains she's such a flirt,
At the muscle-beach workout,
It?s morning in Venice.