Agincourt Bay - Pipe-Eye

Waves crash

Seaside

Daybreak

Ships leave port

Endless blue on the horizon

Seagull’s call meets the ship’s siren

From shore

Figures send their goodbyes to the

Fishing trawler meets the other

Ships in consort as they leave the

Sea port

That is the way that things have always been

Here in Agincourt Bay

People watch the boats drifting away, away, away

Eyes watch

Offshore

Tired

Boats call home

Foggy dusk, the boats returning

Grasp the pier with fatigued yearning

For home

Agincourt Bay is their home

Sailors sleep tight in their warm beds

Knowing that they may not return

From sea

That is the way things have always been

Here in Agincourt Bay

People watching the boats drift away, away, away

Under

The waves

Boats sunk

Miss their home

Here in Agincourt Bay

People watch the boats drifting away, away, away