Of Sea to See
Through the years and winters past
His grandfather and his too
Fed their family from the sea
Throwing themselves to the ocean deep
By strength of backs and sweat of brows
Even as your fingers freeze
Men always go out again
To share what life the sea brings
Nowadays the harbor feeds
Off fish who stay and stare
And we don't win by great sea battle
But profit from it's beauty
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