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The harbour lights bend in the swash
I’m not really scared here at a’
It’s not what you think,
when you’re down in the drink,
Not at a’
Holidaymakers in flocks,
Come for pitch-and-put, bingo and rock
Wi nane o’ them here, this end o’ the pier,
I’ll awa
The white horses dance ‘round,
Ghosts tread in my wake, sound the church bells,
I’ll bid you adieu
With each breath I know I’m one stride off of full-time
On low tide I’ll drift back to you
I imagined me here in this place
Made peace, ‘til I summoned your face
After the jump, you arrived with a thump
Jubilee
Feel the undertow chain me
The current might claim me why fight?
But the truth of the matter
I don’t know what comes after the light
The white horses dance ‘round,
Ghosts tread in my wake, sound the church bells,
I’ll bid you adieu
With each wave I know I’m one stride off of full-time
On low tide I’ll drift back to you