Walking in circles
You were all i wanted
Just trap us in a snowglobe
Your the only comfort i need
So paupers all line the streets
There destitution is how i feel
As i watch you stranded between them
And you're out of my reach
Pick up our world and shake it up
Snowflakes from up above
I stumbled, you caught me
Are you a blessing or a curse

Two smiling faces
I recognise those people
You were my tornado came and broke me down
Inside this snowglobe
With little room to move
There's no escape from you
And that's alright with me

Look how your eyes glow
Red lipstick so beautiful
When i hold you close in my arms i know
A passion for you i can't let go
So trap us in this snowglobe
Minature people with endless love
We might be trapped forever
I can only hope

As i walk through the city night
And think about all that's been left behind
You could forgive me for wondering why
Anything that happens, happens in this life
Mother made me promise not to think too hard
About what everything means and how to read the signs
That make me think too long anout what they mean to me
So that all the time i think, my eyes don't see
Everything beneath me that's at my feet
And all of the pain, in the people who walk along side of me

Walk with me through these condemmed streets, ribbons lace your golden hair
I look across from the old schoolgrounds, there's ribbons everywhere
I don't know what those ribbons mean, to mourn a loss or to hope for some freedom
Ribbons, ribbons, just ribbons everywhere i look
Ribbons, ribbons, just ribbons all around us
So let me take out those blue ribbons, that flow freely through your hair tonight
Tie them around a gate post and let mourners flock by candle light
You will still look as beautiful as the ribbon that once held hair from your face
And provide something we could never understand to the pople who flock to this place

Missing people posters
A face thats since been left behind
People knock door to door
Fromt pages of newspapers
Desperation of an unknown kind

If you walk past door at night, yellow ribbons are hope for those who have no hope
People scream lost names at night, their face veiled by candle light smoke

Walk with me through this strange world
There's sorrow everywhere
If it makes you feel better, tie those ribbons through your hair
Sometimes they are all that we have
To show we still think about those.we once had

When it's all over, when it's all said and done
They fly with the wind, like an unguided dove
Clings to branches and settles there
Let someone wonder what it's doing there
They can find in it their own meaning and let it bring what comfort to them they need this time

Walk with me through these condemmed streets, where ribbons lace your hair
I look to the sky each night, ribbons everywhere

I tried my very best, to give you all I can
I was working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain kept falling, not as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you
You just smile while you stand there, in your pretty red dress
That ribbon ties your hair up real nice, I must confess
The thoughts I have of you in my head, aren’t those of a Christian man
But I may confess my sins, if you tell me we can
I will buy you a brand-new car, or at least that’s what I’ll tell you
I will build a house with my bare hands, I’m lying, can you tell
As long as I live on this green earth, I’ll never forget
The way you look, standing by the light beneath the rain clouds getting you wet
I went to church on Sunday, surely that means I’m good
I look down at my working hands, and dream of you … if only I could
I don’t think your daddy would like it much, if I took you out
I would lift you up over my boulder shoulders and we’d run into the woods as your daddy would shout
Drop you down gently, look around, I spend my life living like a convict, trying to figure out
What a girl like you, is doing looking at a guy like me
Maybe you’re a caged bird Maria, and maybe I’m your key?
I don’t have no money, look at where you’re from
I don’t have no running water, or a hook to hang my hat from
I ain’t washed my hair in ten whole day’s I bet that freaks you out
Then your hand ploughs through my hair, the lights go out
In the distance, I hear the screams, of your daddy’s house
In the distance, I hear my dreams, they’re getting closer now
The day’s sun hides out of sight and leave’s us to our peace
And there in the forest, amidst the trees
Your hand became lost in mine, your ribbon touched the earth
Your hair became as ***** as mine, off came my shirt
Then when I’d done those un Christian things, that I dare not speak of
I made a promise to you Maria, who’s skin is so, so soft
I’ll try my very best, to give you all I can
I’ll be working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain may keep on falling, never as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you

Remember how you held my hand tight
On the very first day of school
They told you not to sit with me
Together we broke all the rules
I could feel your eyes upon me
Like you'd stare at me for hours
I'd pretend i didn't notice
draw you lovehearts laced with flowers
And when the bell went
you dashed across to me
This thig between us
this school could never teach us
Plan our wedding, name out children put the world to rights for hours
Walk home through back fields, bend right down and pick you flowers

I pulled the hair back, that covered your blue eyes
Smelt your breath upon me as you leaned in and sighed


What about when they told us you were to go away
Don't worry they told us, she'll be home on saturdays
Catholic school across the city
You beg my parents "can he please come with me"
Without you seconds seem like hours
In your room a library of pressed flowers
When the bell went every friday
You stare from the window
i'm waiting at the gate
In my hand a single flower, a bright red rose just for you
Place a kiss upon your cheek
Walk you home from school

Then the priest saw us, marching hand in hand
Kisses and red rosed, those unholy things are banned
But together we still planned our wedding day
Storm clouds fist, then came the rain
Age caught us up way too soon
Before we knew, again you were on the move
Here and there, everywhere
Straight from school, a different city, university .... and then there was me
Am i such a fool ?

I found myself a job selling flowers on a stall
Tuesdsy evenings put by just to take your call
Laughter in the background distance
"Will you still marry me?" I whisper
"I met this guy and then i kissed him"
Those were the final words you said
Now i sell flowers to young lovers who pass by
Now i sell flowers from a husband to give to his wife
I sit at my stall forever
Your forever on my mind
Open up the local paper, a photo of a brand new man and wife
Recognise your face, bowed my head and cried
Pulled some roses from the bucket
Made the most beautiful boquet and i took it
Laid it at your doorstep
Left a note with it that said

You gave your heart to me, i never gave it back
You've nothing to give this man, that is just a fact
Your passion is my comfort that just keeps me going
If you need me, i sit around for hours
Selling lovers pretty flowers
Still calve our initials inside the wood during all of my spare hours
Draw you love hearts every day wrapped in kisses and pretty flowers

If only time stood still
Then nothing would happen in this world you may think that sounds kind of appealing
No babies born, no humans killed

If Billy had forgotten his lunch
Then ran back to pick it up
If he'd have left the house just a minute later
And into the traffic got stuck
Then he wouldn't have been driving his for
At 15:47 down Chahito Boulevard
Where on that saturday morning
Amy Rodriguez she crossed the road

If only time stood still
Then nothing would happen in this world you may think that sounds kind of appealing
No babies born, no humans killed

If Amy hadn't snoozed that morning alarm at 5:45am
Then 2 minutes later she rose up, slipped into her office dress
And if the rain she fell, then the car would've been a better way
To get her to the working station, that Saturday
Billy's phone rang out, his head bowed down
A big old bang on the hood of his car, Amy lay silent, people gather around
Fifteen seconds later she'd have crossed path to path
If the phone didn't ring oh ain't irony a funny thing, we'd still be hearing Any's laugh

Now all the guilt in the world can't change what's happened you live with what you've got
A second here or there can make a lifetime of difference, something i've never really thought

Now Billy's old and can sit on his porch with grandchildren dancing at his feet
But he lives with the thoughts that if he slept 2 minutes longer Amy Rodriguez would still be walking these streets

On those distant stary nights
Couples make love, pull away then fight
Beneath the trees, at the corner of St Thomas square
Boy meets a girl, discover's a whole new world, magic's in the air
Man and wife divorce, then get married again
One hand shake, a kiss on the cheek, maybe we can still be friends

All the lovers rising
From their final resting place
Give me time to grieve for you
before you come back here
I can't do this again

Love games were played, children made
Marriages consecrated, husbands strayed
Back alleys and bike sheds, if only those walls could talk
From up here on this city top roof
Hand in hand below, the lovers walk
Marker pen on the subway wall
All that remains of what once was
Wooden love hearts carved into park benches then over them, a cross


All the lovers rising
From their final resting place
Give me.time to grieve for you
Before you come back here
I can't do this again

I must confess, it gets such a mess when you give your heart to a lover
Who already belongs to another
They live with the lies
Until it eats them inside
And the truth, they can no longer hide
There should be a sign pointing left
Maybe one pointing right
whichever way you turn
stay away, from those lost lovers, tonight.

I'm a boy, young healthy, fit for fighting they say
Send me away, i lay watching the stars, drawing pictures with them in my mind's eye
I stare at the moon, and reflect about my betrothed, I’ll make a good husband one day
An invisible string binds us when we both stare at her, hanging in the summer evening sky
I'm a boy, i should not be here! Glance across and see a man 15 years my senior who has my worldly experience twice plus 1 more year, the fear in his eyes as he gazes silently at an old family portrait tells me all is not well
We walk, the soles of these boots not made for this journey, nor were my legs
Through villages and towns, open fields and forests, women and children stare silently ... where are all the men ?
I'm hungry, given my ration and told make it last, my feet blistered and eyes sore, the anticipation just as exhausting as the treck
Rain, she falls fast, rolls down my helmet and hangs a second to greet me before dripping onto my nose and rolling onto my tongue, she is not rationed yet.
My clothes damp but we must proceed, the song of 280 marching boots in synchronised harmony dance with purpose
A rifle rests over my shoulder, the widow maker, so destructive but yet she feels no remorse
Onto the field we arrive, it's all gone well up to now, the sun awakens, birdsong settles in the open valley, butterflies hover amongst the flowers, gently kissing them goodbye whilst a city of beetles play neath the giant blades of grass that falter beneath our footprint
And from the tranquillity BANG, a single bullet propelled from a stream just north of us charges forth with a single purpose.
One returned by 500 then 500 more, men standing, men fell, the butterflies danced away, the beetles retreat, their homeland desecrated by craters and shells, we can no longer hear the birdsong in the valley
I rise like the sun, pushing myself up to gain position, I’m up, I’m numb, she found me! Everything is white but i know not what’s happening
I stare hard at the men whose feet danced with mine, they're further away than before, their mouths open but not a sound emerges
BANG again, I’m falling, my arms aren't working, my legs fail me, it's colder now
The clouds part and the sun finds me, she strokes this fallen soldier upon his cheek, her warmth is a comfort in the chaos that surrounds me
My head finds its resting place amongst a puddle, i hear the faint sound of water as it creeps into my ear and watch paralysed as the water becomes a beautiful blend of brown and crimson
The sound is fading, a numbness runs from the tip of my toes, and i trace it as it finds passage through my fallen body, it reaches my eyes, my eyes close
I can no longer move, the world is black, and I’m gone .....i was only a boy

You were here
And then you went
Was kind of funny
How fast it happened
Photographs, are all we have now
You left without, saying goodbye
We think we're still young
Turns out we're not
We try to climb tree's
Then realise we can't
And now you're gone
All that's left behind

Is me wondering what it's all about
Just wondering what life is really all about

The stars are there
To give us peace
They told me your one now
Well how can that be
Because i've counted them all a thousand times
And i didn't count 1 more star tonight

So i wonder what is this really all about
I just wonder what life is really all about

So they tell me that i'm not alone
That your soul's still here
Just your body's gone
And whenever i'm down or feeling low
Don't be afraid to speak

I was nineteen years old, those nights were getting cold
I was married in a town just north of here, now those warm feelings are growing cold
When I walk the town in the midnight hours and all I see is hope
I think back to myself and what I’ve become, all I have is hope
I see the drink fueled teachers, the mighty preachers, the paupers and the poets
I see the people who know me better than I do, and my god don’t they know it
They whisper you’re hiding now, and don’t be afraid to show it
There’s a girl walking through me, and we breathe the same air
She dances through my thoughts, like a mysterious, dangerous nightmare
Because a ring that binds my finger, keeps me from straying
And in the breaze beneath the church tower, she stood, her red dress swaying

I walk inside, from my thoughts again, I try to hide
I go to church to see, the devil and the priest
The priest grants me his blessings
And the devil throws me out, to my ***** release

I always thought I was a good man, but I no longer know what I think
I was always pretending to do good things, then into the devil I sink
I was too young to marry and now I must carry this gold that weighs me down
Sitting up on the hill watching my release wonder, our tiny town
Maybe if I’d have listened a little more at school
I wouldn’t be such a fool
The taste of chocolate is so good but they say it’s bad
You look so fine, in my minds eye, I must be mad
There’s an apple waiting at home, for me
But I keep tasting chocolate on your lips, that are forever sweet
again I go to church one morning, to confess my sins
Three knocks on the hard-wooden door, the devil lets me in
And you’re waiting outside to see if I’m alright
Still beautiful in the breeze
Ten minutes later the devil throws me to the warm embrace of my ***** release

The covers were pulled away
Do you like my magic the magician said
I've spent so so long
To create this illusion just for you
I stood and realised
That i'd been revived
Nobody told me i was dead
But when i saw your eyes i said
What is this magic, what have you done to me
Can you please take it back, it's impossible to believe

I've fallen victim of, a different kind of love
Just to look at you, makes me doubt myself
Faith is made from those who take it
The world is full of beautiful women
Placed on earth to keep men sinning

I took hold of your hand
Your stepped off your shelf
Fell into my arms, made me doubt myself
Magic man stood and stared
Do you believe in magic yet ?
I never ever knew, magic like her could exist
How could i not believe, then resist
I looked into her eyes, tried to read the magic signs

Then he called you away
You took your spot back on your shelf
Placed the cover back over your face
Please don't make her go i said
Women were made to keep men sinning
But the world is full of beautiful women
Your sorcery is unforgiving
Conjuring from me unknown feeling

The covers were removed, magic was gone from this place
I just stand and stare, at your empty space

And i fell victim of, a different kind of love
Just to look at you, makes me doubt myself

Holding hands together, three years old
in your hands on a winters night I find my warmth in the cold
We grew up on the same street, a few doors away;
we were almost the same in age you know but for a single day
They say we were made to be forever, even when we were young
sitting on the hole filled carpet playing little games, just childish fun
And when your tiny mouth smiled, I smiled too,
and when you used to laugh a lot, I laughed back at you
On the summer days at 7 years old, we’d build houses in the trees
And the folk from down the street would watch from their windows and whisper have you seen him with Louise ?
I held out my hand to pull you up, when you’re dress caught a nail and you became all stuck
You told me I’m your hero, I’ll could save the world,
But you were my princess in a castle, you’re a damsel girl
And I can rescue you from all the nails in the wood, my god, our friendship was so beautifully good
but I knew and you knew too…..
And when my parents divorced back in 83
you walked the 2 door walk to hold my tears and in your tiny arms you cradled me
You whispered life is strange and these things happen, it throws you a bad deal now and again
But I’ll always be here to pick you up, and boy there’s no shame in crying
In the school halls there were others, but that’s when I really knew
that in my heart you were the only one , in my heart there’s only room for you!
Together in class together we would sit, you in your pretty blue dress
I still hold my breath, my eyes smile at you and I’m longing to confess
and from the corner of my eye just now and again
I’d watch as you roll the tip across your lips of your blue inked pen
How I wish my tongue could roll across your rose red lips,
daydreaming of how I caught you in my arms on that day you slipped
still wondering just how you feel

And every so often you look at me Louise, with a smile so soft and sweet
I long to be five years old again rolling the red ball down the evening street
I see how the other boys in this school
Look at you the same way I do
And I get awful scared, that you’ll run off with one of them
then my soul will never be the same
In the backseat of your parents car, when we were 9 years old
Forever friends together we’ll stay, the promises you made and told
Now we’re 18  and known each other for so long
Are these thoughts of you really that wrong
Because I’ve loved you forever and wrote you cryptic love songs
Waiting for you to decode them
Do you remember many years ago at the Independence Day party?
My dreams came true as I drove you in my car, Louise you went there with me
your tiny dress wrapping up your perfect skin
I wished for only one second, the war with my feelings I could win
The others dance around us in the room, my heart was taken, my love was doomed
And when I held you, like a baby i trembled
Are we dancing ……………. are we moving,  
I looked into your eyes my friend I told you, love would always win
The last time I kissed you, was at my party way back when we were ten
We could be the same person, we know each other so well
We’re just so fitting together that much you can tell
And our lips touched in that room beneath the pale blue moon
And our song on the speakers was playing

We found the tree house we built when we were seven
It’s the spot I saved for a little piece of heaven
we did those things that young lovers do in the place our tiny hands created
So the tree house we made when we were young
Became the place I was laying when my faith begun
And the journey we both took to get to this place
Were the concrete foundations to keep us safe
But I’ll never forget that July night, when in my arms you rested so i held you tight
And below the leaves of the house in the trees,
I kissed your lips my sweet Louise

My body ran cold, you came and you held me, you stopped me from shaking
the doors are all closed, the conversations grow old, inside, two lovers, but one was faking
the stillness of the night, in my head things aren't right but when you came along I could see
That everything's a mess, in this world so confusing and in the middle, there was you and me
When you held me I cried, in the middle of this night, my head pressed against your chest
A whisper in the dark, as you hung onto my hand, said here's something I must confess

You said I'm sorry now, for the way all of this turned out, at first we were so so good
Then things got so bad, I was a fool who thought we'd last but we should have run when we could

In the doorway, a sleeping man with holes in his gloves, tell me what did he ever do ?
Holding on to you tight, in the glow of the streetlight what would I be without you ?
You just throw away your words like there nothing but there everything to me
You get up to leave, I beg you please don't go but you said "were poison can't you see"
It's been a long time coming so baby let's start running and make it all alone
We planted flower seeds but from those good beginnings tangled weeds have grow

You said I'm sorry now for the way it all turned out at first we were so so good
Then things got so bad, I was a fool who thought we'd last, but we should have run when we still could

Let's bite the bullet, don't say no more words because tomorrow's another day
Then in that new world I might find peace if we have the strength to pull away

I'm sorry now for the way it's all turned out at first we were so so good
Then things got so bad, I was a fool who thought we'd last, but we should have run when we still could  

Let go of me now, I feel the pull of something from my soul
We're still young and tomorrow's a whole new world, today's just a memory for when we're old.

September came, and in the heat outside I hear the shouting of the children playing
Toy soldiers on the loose, the cops were chasing
in the shelter of the porch the poets were playing games
On Maddison Avenue

These streets don’t change; I’ve lived here since 14 years’ old
My father told me beneath the cobbles, a mine is filled with gold
I spent my childhood digging for something that was never there
While my mother watched on, with such despair
On Maddison Avenue

Woke up one night, and I took a walk to the window, whatever it was I saw, I don’t know
But it looked so familiar to me
Two lovers locked, inside their first ever kiss
It lasted a minute or two longer than it probably should have I guess
But who am I to judge,
On Madison Avenue

A house up for sale, a house here is brought, over the garden fence a war is fought
teenage lovers rolling on the porch, and the party’s over
Music is playing from number seventy-four, there are footsteps tapping across the old floor
The first love’s boy parents aren’t home any more, the girl she falls through the door and the lights inside sleep
On Maddison Avenue

A red ford rolls by, and into the outside steps a handsome guy, on his arm a girl with a spark in her eye, and I listened to the engine die
Up the path, to the door that read seventy four, the back window opens, from the top floor
of the house on Maddison Avenue

In her white dress she shone, fell to the ground like a shooting star, some lovesick boy blows kisses into the garden, then dashes away to the parents who nearly found them
The girl ruffles her dress, how beautiful your hair looks when it’s a mess, slips on her shoes, brushes off the green grass, she stands in th shadows, out of breath
I watch exhausted by what I’ve witnessed
The girl rushes off into the September night
On Maddison Avenue

Septembers rain casts her shadow above the emerald painted Vardo
The sky hovers low on this day, and despite all her might the sun could not penetrate her clouded prison
Normal participants in this game of life would shelter in such circumstance
But the rain, she is the canopy of our life
As embraced by us as the stars which give us passage
Our children dance to her rythm as the limp fire desperately fights to provide warmth through the storm
We are Gypsy

Mary emerges into the darkness, from deep within the shelter the hands of her grandfather crafted
Her hair, coal black flowed more wild than any river
Her soul as free as a new born child
And her eyes, that colour is yet to be named
But to feel the touch of her cappuccino skin, that was the desire of all who's eyes bore witness to her beauty
Her heart a timepiece, each beat measured the seconds by which the world aged
For when her heart falters, i know my world shall cease
We are Gypsy

Our bodies are cleansed by the streams and rivers where the minnow dance
Our bodies dried by the air that surrounds us, and the sun when she finds us
We are as rooted to this earth as the ancient redwood
But, we are different
The only taste for our tongue is the creatures who once roamed this place by our side, and the produce provided by earth herself
Thirsts are quenched by the coulds and ancient springs

Our women hold a beauty unbeknown to mankind, and once the youth has wilted from their eyes
Then all of the beauty they hold is in the knowledge of the earth, and all of her worldly enchantments

After all, We are Gypsy

David standing there watching his little angel child
Thomas was 3 and a half years old he looked up at David and smiled
“Daddy come here and play Daddy come sit on my boat”
David jumped in his bed and together across the oceans they floated
Daddy look at me I’m Captain Thomas, look at those giant waves
Don’t fall over board or they’ll wash you away into those darkened caves
In his room the two of them played, the daddy and the captain
Thomas fell asleep in daddy’s arms David tucked him in
Instead of walking away, he cuddled his boy and for a while stayed
Watching every breath that was made I could watch you forever and a day
He stroked the clothes on his back kissed the skin upon his neck
Rolled out of the bed kissed his son one more time and walked straight off the deck
The year was 1912; they’d built a titan of a boat a giant in the sea’s
Just for my darling Thomas, Mary and me
We don’t have much money, but  we’ll always have our dreams
We hear the sound of the engine and follow the titanic steam
Look daddy what’s that, it’s the boat I told you about
The one that’s taking us to that place we could only dream of, and the crowds all wave and shout
Here we come New York City we’re going to find our dreams
Leave behind the factory smoke filled skies and the filthy cobbled streets
I pulled out my ticket 3rd class, it cost every worldly possession I had
Staring down I see my blue eyed boy staring lovingly at his dad
I saw the look in his eyes, as he questioned which way should we go
But this floating city is a familiarity of which I do not know
Welcome aboard Mr Smith, we’ve been expecting you,
take your wife and child to the 3rd class deck room a hundred and twenty two
I held Thomas’s hand, the sheer uncertainty
in my mind I was also a child, but yet I’m twenty three
The first class man with a top hat, a cane and a beautiful wife,
Staggered among the 3rd class pilgrims to catch a glimpse of the other side of life
We found 122, Mary smiling; Thomas silently watches the walls of the white star line
We dine like never before, we never had no money
now we lay beneath millionaire kings, My god I love the irony
We spend our days, between the cabin and the sun,
Daddy, where did you say we were going?
4 unholy nights, a cramped room,
Thomas clings on tightly like the stars to the moon
We’re going somewhere special, somewhere we’ve never been!
They call it New York City, my boy the city of your dreams
It’s late on the 14th; nearly the 15th I take a walk, along the floating streets
Deserted deck floors and empty bars, water covered the empty seats
I gaze up at night, the sky was filled with stars,
a tiny voice in my head says Never forget who you are
Just then the earthquake came; we’ve hit an iceberg they said,
Blank looks in doomed eyes Mary and Thomas asleep in their beds
We’re in this field on fire, but there’s no water to put it out,
we’re about to be eaten alive, where no one can hear our shout
I hear some first class man, They say the ship is sinking,
Get your wife and child and find a boat to get in
Leave the 3rd class here, they aren’t needed,
maybe some women and children but the men are better off dead
Half the boats now gone, I’m back to room 122,
Thomas is crying he’s hungry, Mary asks what we’re to do
I place my hand on her Thomas is still shaking and crying
I’m scared daddy, someone said we’re dying
I close the cabin door, Thomas you’re the captain
Jump on the bed, he pulled the covers over and let me in
Mary darling you’re serving drinks, so let’s have one,
Water crawls through the door, she smiles, “it won’t be long
Look daddy it’s real, I’m really sailing,
the hysterical mothers from first class, a haunting wailing
Go on Thomas you’ve got this, I’m so proud of you,
Sit straight daddy and I’ll get us home, In the air was violin music
Water coming closer to the mattress where they played,
Look daddy I’m really doing this, for our boy Mary cried and prayed
It’s getting cold now, “we’ll be alright won’t we daddy”
just keep driving us home Thomas just cuddle daddy
In the end the three of them, jumped on the play boat,
the ship that could never sink, could never float
Cabin 122, that one fell silent,
the creaking of the wood, the metal giant bent
The ocean bed became a graveyard for the 3rd class;
the first class survivors to the dead each April 15th raised a glass
12000 feet to the bottom, there lies a captain,
3 years was all that he saw of this world he lived in
He wasn’t born with the privilege of the rich and famous
But he had the love of his daddy, and in his arms forever he lays, until the earth reclaims us
In 1985, the deep sea divers found us
Sent there machines to the depths of the ocean
Parted the muddy waters around us
A light shone through the round window
Thomas’s hair still golden, dancing in the water, caught in the glow
The divers said a prayer for the sight at which they saw
Me and Thomas still huddled together on the bed, Mary kneeling on the floor
They turned off their lights and left me with my son and bride
Rose back up to the sun thought of my Thomas and they cried
There’s a boy down there, lying in his daddy’s arms
There’s a woman still praying on her knees
Surely there was room for that child and his mother
But there they lay together in the darkness of the icy sea’s