מילים לשיר Island Of Souls – Sting

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
He'd drink every night and he'd dream of a future,
A working man live like a slave
Of money he never would save
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future Soon came a day when the bottle was broken
They launched a great ship out to sea
To a future he desperately wanted to flee
He felt he'd been left on a desolate shore
What else was there for a riveter's son A new ship to be built, new work to be done
It would carry his father and he
One day he dreamed of the ship in the world
To a place far away from this town. To a place they would never be found
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 They brought Billy's father back home in an ambulance
Crushed those it couldn't forgive
A brass watch, a cheque, maybe three weeks to live,
And 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 far away from this town,
To a place they could never be found
A Newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls.