Beachy Head Scrolling cliffs In a dream Ahead, by a few days Then the message She is dead She is dead Found the body At Beachy Head A gasping crowd She readies to jump Too soon! Too soon! In the dream she leapt A high diving board A costume and cap Scrolling cliffs She hit the rock With a pop With a crack A comical crack A spray On the rock And a horror In the stadium
Now silence and gasps Now silence
She went to Beachy head Where the chaplains tread At the gates to where? To jump To jump