Oh little one, the darkness is waiting, oh little one, run from it if you can; come little one, where the light can find you.
This was a familiar shanty to Manchester born, Trevor Henderson; having grown up being mesmerized by stories of swashbuckling rogues, adventurous pirates and captivating aquatic creatures, he was no stranger to sea shanties.
These tales instilled in him a longing for the sea.
Upon turning sixteen, he begins hearing whispers in the night, coaxin.