Birthing Bell (Pulses Remix)

On this shore

In July of 1575

They came to take

The land we loved so well

It's a birthing bell

It's a boat's death knell

Their rugged story is now ours to tell

At the ebb tide

Sails a strange fleet

From the far side

Came cargo to greet

He, we all knew well

It's a birthing bell

It's a boat's death knell

His rugged story was all ours to tell

The waves' goodbye, the cry below

We'll all run mad from sorrow

At the day's end

A banner lifted

Onto dry land

An infant gifted

She, we'll all know well

It's a birthing bell

It's a boats death knell

Her rugged story will be ours now to tell

The waves' goodbye, the cry hello

We'll not run mad from sorrow