(Apologies to Christopher Cross) 

So today we took the ferry to Tangier from Tarifa. 35 minutes by fastcat, considerably longer by rubber dinghy! We very nearly ran down a little yellow boat sinking under the weight of eight North Africans making a desperate attempt to paddle across this busy waterway in hope of a better life in Spain. This is not an uncommon sight and the Spanish authorities often stop boats like this. Sadly, it is even more common to find bodies washed up on the beach. 

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PRAYING

 

We're on our way to paradise, my brothers, friends and me. 

And if the wind is right our boat will getaway to Spain across the sea.
We're 1000 miles from Senegal, far from family.  

Pray for me.  

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We paid the truck man all we had, crushed in with the other men.  
And if the wind is right we'll find our way - we won't see him again.
Oh we're going to need a miracle to paddle across this sea. 

Pray for me.

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Chorus: 

Praying we get away to where we always wanted to be. 

This leaky overloaded boat so tiny 

On this rough and rocky sea.

 

Fast ferry, wash splashes over me 

Now we're praying. 

Calls in to the Coastguard; sends a helicopter and the navy. 

Oh lord save me. 

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Chorus 

Well this whole trip was insanity, it's ended now for me. 

They'll take us back and lock us up for an eternity. 

We're hoping for a miracle, my brothers, friends and me. 

Pray for me.

 

Chorus.

 

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