Cornish Beach

Morning on a Cornish beach children play and go swimming
Everyone's on their holiday, this is the life they are living

But then I think another tide another sea a different me
A crowded boat and all I have is in my heart and in my head

Children run in the turning tide no one's running for a reason
No ones in pain and no one's tired no one's fleeing persecution

But what of them adrift at night with just a compass and no light
No one will lend a helping hand and welcome them into this land

All dreams of hope are ended here
All dreams of hope are ended here

Morning on a Cornish beach children play and go swimming
Everyone's on their holiday this is the life they are living

The children silent as the stones upon the beach they've landed on
The children silent as the stones upon the beach they've landed on



Credits
Writer(s): Susan Lewis
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