Out at daybreak to the sun
The tides were turning to the storm
Women waiting at the harbour
Weather storms another day
For men the sea had found
Fishermen were laying nets
The barrels spread the bait
The seagulls warningg echoed round
People gathered at the harbour
Eyes half closed against the spray
And tears they cannot hide
Hulls were creaking crashing sails
The oilskins flapping, decks awash
Thunder roaring at the harbour
Huddle up to wait the time
And pray the sky will clear
Howling winds and the raging waves
And torn from safety, torn from life
Ghostly echoes at the harbour
Women weeping holding hands
Of those they still have left
Shadows falling at the harbour
Weather storms another way
For men the sea have drowned