Letra
Rolls and rolls of barbed wire waves
Years and years of industry fades
Attack a shoreline where a shipwreck once lay
At the edge of the land
Decades of daily strife
Fisherman’s pride and head-scarved wives
Make for inspiring lives for the city’s children
At the edge of the land
New wavelengths ocean sensations
The tide spins round and around once more
Departures new arrivals
Culture it breaths at the shoreline
Memories of people passed
Ideas flown and nets cast
Reaching out for what the future holds
Grab it tight and don’t let go
At the edge of the land
The passion fires of yesterday
Still burn bright and can’t be washed away
By the salt tide that ebbs and sways
Shapes our land into what we see today
At the edge of the land
Written by: Katie Spencer
