White Coast / White Horse Lyrics

You look from Cap Gris-Nez

Across the Dover Strait

Derelict graves, willing waves

Twenty miles of spray

The White Coast calls you on

To spite the sea it rises from

Skin soaked, spirit strong

Faith that carries you across

This water: the border

The White Coast calls you home

Tonight the sea protects its own

You look from St. Margaret's Bay

Across the Dover Strait

The sea changed, your future claimed

Twenty miles of spray

The White Coast calls you on

To spite the sea it rises from

Skin soaked, spirit strong

Faith that carries you across

This water: the border

The White Coast calls you home

Tonight the sea protects its own

Run from the police, from the border force

Over the beach, through the golf course

Into the trees by the White Horse

From the debris of an English war

Onto the green of an English shore

Held by the fear of a home unborn

Your footprints mark the sand

First and the last to stand here on the borderland

Lost, or now found