Singing The Dolphin - Mike Heron

Farewell Plymouth, your morning

Cold and grey

Is painting shadows on my thoughts

And we’re bound for Norway

Joseph I know you’re trusting me to see you right

And I know you can’t stand the fighting

For one more night

Joseph the mud gives way to coral somewhere

And the hours of light they last and last

We’ll see no hostile flag then from craft unknown

We will have grown free from sighing

Singing the dolphin through

Singing the dolphin through

Singing the dolphin through

Still waters