Composer : Not Documented

Drag your shadow down the street

Is it you I was to meet

With your saints there on a chain

Waiting on another rain

And I'm going down

Where the waves will surround

To the roll and the pound

Of the wild,wild sea

Talking sweet to me

Marching in a slow parade

There are ashes where you laid

Sometimes I don't mind at all

And sometimes head against the wall

The tide will bring and tide will take

Find another horse to break

You're just a rider on a wheel

In a dream where love was real

And I'm going down

Where the waves will surround

To the roll and the pound

Of the wild,wild sea

Talking sweet to me