Four Boys Lost

It's a void of utter pitch out here December on the sound The breakers' phosphorescent glow is the only light around The wind is fierce and bitter, cruel The sea makes its own law And a dinghy is a sturdy thing We've been out here before We shift our weight and work the boat Against the rising sea Grip the tiller, set the prow And bail methodically But still we laugh about the dance And our friends at the Cèilidh We've made this crossing all our lives And accept our destiny We're four boys lost Four boys lost at sea We're four boys lost Four boys lost at sea Then blackness rolls us up And smashes in the boat And none of us ever saw that wave 'Til we're crashing down its throat And now we're kicking, freezing At the mercy of the sea And suddenly there's a stillness And finally we breathe We're four boys lost Four boys lost at sea We're four boys lost Four boys lost at sea We're holding to the hull As a maelstrom unfolds Another current waits to claim us As we're tiring in the cold We remember every summer's night By the pier at Martyr's Bay And we're so close to our loved ones As the tide takes us away We're four boys lost Four boys lost at sea We're four boys lost From a small community Where the living's hard And the life is free And they weep as one In unity The four boys lost