Cold air,
moving off the sea.
Through the reeds,
mist through the rushes.
Layer on layer,
up the estuary
Wave on wave,
bones for company.
Layer on layer,
waves breaking over sheerness middle sands.
Layer on layer,
breaking over Richard Montgomery.
Layer on layer,
200,000 years laying in the clay.
Layer on layer
not dead just sleeping.
Cold air,
over Byron's tomb.
Over me,
down the kingsfields.
Guinness,
come 4th of July.
Wave on wave,
bones for company.
Three days caged up below high tide
Hear William Kidd singing amazing grave
Layer on layer.
Two hundred thousand years laying in the clay.
Layer on layer,
not dead just sleeping.
With bones for company
