This is a robin on a grave in Linton.

Take me down into the ocean. Bury me beneath the waves. Tide, take me where I might sleepAmong the pirate graves. I cannot bear the cries of mourning,All that moaning from the pain. I cannot bear such endless marchingThrough the rubble and the rain. Take me down into the ocean. Bury me beneath the waves. Tide, take me where I can sleepAmong the pirate graves.Seaweed brushes stubbled cheekSalty ...