Thrown on the beach like some discarded toys
Hulls full of seashells and tar
Seagulls cry in the distance
Nothing is left of the life that once was
The smell of decay fills my nose
My gaze gets lost in the distance

This was a place that was teeming with life
A place where we knew who we were
A simple fisherman's village
The trade of the nets taught by father to son
The secrets of handling a boat
The future safe in the village

We had a vision, we had a dream
Something to hand to our children
Now they've all gone, and the only one left here is me

Then came the trawlers that shadowed the sky
And changed all the rules overnight
All at once we were losers
No bread on the table, no cash in the bank
The young had to leave to survive
Leaving nothing but losers

We had a vision, we had a dream
Something to hand to our children
Now they've all gone, and the only one left here is me
And the endless sea

The village is nothing but shadows and ghosts
And memories of life in the sun
I still hear cries....
I look to the place were the sea meets the sky
A pang of pain in my heart
A trawler looms in the distance

We had a vision, we had a dream
Something to hand to our children
Now they've all gone, and the only one left here is me
And the endless sea