James Harvest Barclay In Search For England
THE BOY: I was cast adrift, without a hope My only friend is my old boat With an empty sea and an open sky A void no man can justify. THE OLD MAN: Your sacrifices will ensure A port of refuge ever more. Lost and drowned We'll wait 'till England's found Again. THE BOY: I was torn between what was good and right And those who told me when to fight So they left me here and they sailed away To sink or swim 'til Judgement Day. THE OLD MAN: Your sacrifices will ensure A port of refuge ever more. Lost and drowned We'll wait 'till England's found Again. THE BOY: I was cast adrift.
