Craster

Running down to the water

It's a way to make sense of the day

There's a ghost in the harbour

Telling tales of the years swept away

That she sent to show me

I am smaller than I once believed

I sing holy holy

And my heart fills up with a salty breeze

It's a memory stirred

Circle high sea bird

She's a stormy sea

But she's a part of

She's a part of me

There's a fog down at Craster

And it's tempting and teasing me there

To be close, to be near you

Just to see how much life I can bear

She's there to remind me

I am just one face in a crowd

High tide will find me

She will wrap me up, in the froth and foam

Like the men of the town

And the girls left home

She's a stormy sea

She's a part of me

And my heart fills up with a salty breeze

It's a memory stirred, circle high sea bird

She's a stormy sea

But she's a part of

Me