Ocean Rising

Although the storm had passed the wind was strong and the sea was slapping against the prom. Also saw one of my favourite lighthouses and managed not to Blip it for once.

I think it may be worth a look at the larger version today.


New Model Army #3 (well Justin Sullivan solo to be completely honest)

Ocean Rising


I dream of the ocean and the beautiful skies rolling out to sea
I dream of the ocean and the rip of the tide west of Finisterre
The weight of the water pouring down, holding on to me
I dream of the ocean, rising, rising
I dream of the ocean - through the night the ghosts are sailing still
The James Caird steering east by north-east through the wild Atlantic swell
The men lie soaked and cold beneath the sail on a bed of ballast stone
They hear the boss cry out - I can see them now, the snow-capped peaks of land
But it was the ocean, rising, rising
A forty foot wall of water crashing down
They held their breath and prayed to God in the hour of death
To save them
From the ocean, rising, rising
I dream of the ocean, rising, rising
And so the years they flow and journey's end
The old crew sailed south again
And they buried the boss by the melting snow
In the summer winds on the island
And now the ice it cracks and falls away, driven in the storms
And I'll be there - where the sky touches the sea
At the edge of the ocean where the beautiful world fades into the grey
I dream of the ocean, rising, rising
I dream of the ocean, rising, rising