The Dive


http://www.showofhands.co.uk/ Asus4 One November noon we left the docks D Asus4 Heading south west from Orcombe rocks F#m Asus4 My dad and me, our nine to five D Asus4 He used to steer I used to dive So over the side I slowly went down A hundred below the seawater brown But after an hour I got low on air When I surfaced again his boat wasn’t there My marker buoy had come untied And drifted away his boat at its side He looked at his watch three miles to the south And turned back again his heart in his mouth Soft rain on my face the sun nearly set I cut loose the weights let fall the nets Lights onshore, so bright and clear The cold drifting in and nobody near Was there ever a reel, a rod or a line So strong and true, so straight or fine The tie that wound him, through time and space He came out the darkness right to that place Now we don’t talk much, about that day Got two kids of my own now and one on the way But if they’re to grow, and if they’re to thrive One day they’ll go, one day they’ll dive And when they come up for light and air I hope someone’s close I hope someone’s there It’s November noon we’re leaving the docks My son and me from Orcombe rocks Let’s dive, let’s dive