Living By The Water

I was living by the water

Late July moon's early quarter

Summer mornings, early dawnings

Paid no heed to me, gave no warning

Of their endless way

Seatide flowing in the river

Is all the music I would ever

Have, a long, long day since I went away

By the sea curlews calling

Hear the summer stars falling

Fire burning in the sun

Lighting up their way

On the lonely sands of the western strands

It was there I made my way

On the mountain there my song I'll sing

When the wind plays in the raven's wing

And I saw moorland horses

Dancing over the plains of the deadland marshes

Down to the sea voices from the empty moor

They call me past the stranger's door

Because I keep no company I make no enemies

The tide is turning, there is no waiting

Day was long, the sun setting

Sand shifting in the wind

These times they have no end

On the lonely sands of the western strands

It was there I made my way