The Dive

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One November noon we left the docks 
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Heading south west from Orcombe rocks 
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My dad and me, our nine to five
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 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