Uploaded January 2026 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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"Off to Snug Cove"

Off to Snug Cove from Horseshoe Bay
The ferry drifts and fades away
Children queue for a cinnamon bun
Snack bar employees gossip, their day nearly done

And the ferry groans
Like a tired old poet’s moan
Bowen Island, you’re my cruel friend
You hold me here, and won’t let me mend

Rain on the boardwalk, rain in my tea
The bus driver waves, he remembers me
The tide pulls hard at the rocky shore
While the world forgets what we’re living for

And the ferry horn
a mournful brass cry across the bay
Tells me tomorrow will be
exactly like today

And the ferry sighs
Under cold and heavy skies
Bowen Island, you’re my midnight rain
You soak my heart in a cold refrain

But keep me, keep me in your grey embrace
I’ve nowhere better, no kinder place