Living By The Water

I was living by the water

Late July moon's early quarter

Summer mornings, early dawnings

Pay 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

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

On the lonely sands of the western strands

It was there I made my way