The Voyage Of The Nautica - Pinewood Royal Poem by Guy-Paul Mitchell-Dwelly

Dedicated to Andy Wilson - Lost at sea 1979

There once was a man who took on the ocean
In a boat built at school with love and devotion
The youngest of many to challenge the sea
To row single handed across The Atlantic
From St. John's Newfoundland bound for England
On a bright July morning as the day was dawning
He pushed off from the shore with only two oars
Oh! I wish you were here

This was the voyage of the Nautica
On the dark side of the moon
The voyage of the Nautica
The piper at the gates of dawn
This was the voyage of the Nautica
On the North Atlantic swell
The voyage of the Nautica
To the sound of the division bell

Through the fog and rain to the sound of The Floyd
Syd soothed the fear and helped through the black void
But amidst angry squalls and desperate calls
And the cruel antics of the mighty Atlantic
In the cold light of dawn the boat disappeared
This was the news that everyone feared
'They found her washed up on a windward isle...'
Oh! I wish you were here

This was the voyage of the Nautica
On the dark side of the moon
The voyage of the Nautica
The piper at the gates of dawn
This was the voyage of the Nautica
On the North Atlantic swell
The voyage of the Nautica
To the sound of the division bell
Oh! I wish you were here
Oh! I wish you were here