The Halligen (singular Hallig) are ten small German islands without protective dikes in the North Frisian Islands on Schleswig-Holstein's Wadden Sea-North Sea coast in the district of Nordfriesland.
The name comes from a Celtic word hal, meaning "salt", a reference to the low-lying land in the region which is often flooded over with saltwater by the tides. A greater number of Halligen existed in the Middle Ages than in the 21st century. The very existence of the Halligen is a result of frequent floods and poor coastal protection. The floods were much more common in the Middle Ages and coastal protection was much poorer. A look at the maps on this page will demonstrate that this part of the North Sea coast is very much at the sea's mercy.
The Halligen have areas ranging from 7 to 956 ha, and are often former parts of the mainland, separated therefrom by storm tide erosion. Some are also parts of once much bigger islands sundered by the same forces. Sometimes, owing to sediment deposition, islands have actually grown together to form larger ones. Langeneß (or Langeness) includes a former island by that same name, and two others that were called Nordmarsch and Butwehl.
Thought I'd wait until I was old
I've resigned and fallen out of love
Now I wait on a bridge
For myself to heave the weight of all my yesterdays
Carlights fade across the bridge in even tides
Seems the night was made for passengers
Now I wait on a bridge for time to pass
Dissolve my sins, dissolve the emptiness
I would wait here for a lifetime, still
It's not the glory of pure will
For now, I'm standing here to sink
To fall on in, to fall on in
Now I'm waiting here for you
It's such an awkward thing to do
Is my mind wrecked inside?
All I've lost is a fear of falling
I would wait here for a lifetime, still
It's not the glory of pure will
For now, I'm standing here to sink
To fall on in, to fall on in
Now I'm waiting here for you
It's such an awkward thing to do
Is my mind wrecked inside?
All I've lost is a fear of falling
On and on
I can't go on
The liquid pulls me in
On and on, the rising tide
On and on
I can't go on
The liquid pulls me in
On and on, the rising tide
How'd I end up here so alone?
I have cried but never learned to love
Now I 'm worn into a bridge, awaiting signs
of happiness beyond a desperate tide
Carlights fade across the bridge in even tides
Seems the night was made for passengers
Now I wait on a bridge for time to pass
Dissolve my sins, dissolve the emptiness