From the recording Rise
Lyrics
When I get back to Hartland Quay
Then I will bring my love with me
The foaming spray, the salty taste
The wind and waves upon my face
A sweet friend told me of this place
He’s wise and knows the roiling grace
The movement pulsing from the sea
Right from the Hartland, there to me
A good friend took me to the view
The wildest gusts we leaned into
The thought of sweetheart on the mind
So far away from Hartland brine
I want these senses, skin and sight
As gifts of love, with all my might
The splashing trickles, rocky folds
The water wild in Hartlands Hold
When I get back to Hartland Quay
Then I will bring my love with me
The foaming spray, the salty taste,
The wind and waves upon my face