Island Of Souls — текст песни (Sting & Police)

Billy was born within sight of the shipyard
First son of a riveter`s son
And Billy was raised as the ship grew a shadow
Her great hull would blot out the light of the sun
And six days a week he would watch his poor father
A working man live like a slave
He`d drink every night, and he`d dream of a future,
Of money he never would save

Billy would cry when he thought of the future
Soon came a day when the bottle was broken
They launched the great ship out to sea
He felt he`d been left on a desolate shore
To a future he desperately wanted to flee

What else was there for a ship-builder`s son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done
One day he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they would never be found
To a place far away from this town
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Trapped in the cage of the skeleton ship
All the workmen suspended like flies
Caught in the flare of acetylene light
A working man works till the industry dies

And Billy would cry when he thought of the future
Then what they call an industrial accident
Crushed those it couldn`t forgive
They brought Billy`s father back home in an ambulance
A brass watch, a cheque, maybe three weeks to live

What else was there for a riveter`s son?
A new ship to be built, new work to be done
That night he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town,
A Newcastle ship with no coals
They would sail to the island of souls
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