I first wrote this in 2015 as a song, but I’ve redone it today.
I’ll cross the sea that lays before me
And swim ashore on foreign land.
There to rest my aching body
With the clover in my hand.
Farewell, my friends and neighbours,
Drink my health and wish me well.
One day perhaps we’ll drink together
On that shore beyond the swell.
Green and yellow call me onwards,
Fly me high and take me far.
Cast my dreams before my journey
Let no memory in me scar.
Blow you wind against the barley,
Sway light your golden ears.
Play the music soft and lowly
Castaway your wretched tears.
Today we drink and not be sober
In this land beyond the sea.
The grave we view is barren and empty,
Because the dream still lives in me.
Dear Mary come you back in summer,
Paint the meadows green with rain.
Warm sun to colour yellow,
Then dig the hole and hide the blame.
Rolling shadows, flowing mountains,
Silent valleys, deepest sea.
Dreams unfolding all before you,
Visions only we can see.
Unfurl the flag, play the pipes.
Soulful melody stills the air.
Until we reach the land that waits us.
Can you see it over there?
Speak thy name and toast thee plenty,
On this Island in the sea!
Sing the songs and shout the glory,
Pray the day when all are free.
Shield the memories in the shadows,
Dig the holes and hide them deep.
Holding hands, best foot forward,
No more nightmares only dream of sleep.
Today together we’ll swim this sea,
And come ashore on welcome land.
There to rest our aching bodies
And clasp the clover in our hand.
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