Bill Ryder-Jones
Anthony & Owen
We walked the shore and back again
Watching the wind bring the ships back in
And in my hand I carried a stone
I brought from back home
The place where I'm from

We were young there safe and warm
With our fires burning wildly
We took shelter from the storms
And shone torches out to sea

We'd play games and fall in love
Me and Anthony and Owen
Carved our words out on the trees
And the fences of our streets

We were young there in the dawn
With our winters soon to ride in
But just there then for a while
Things were good and safe and warm

La la la...

I'll remember you that way
Looking back at me and smiling
Before everyone went grey
And you went and had your kid