Riding on the Tide of Love

i was born in the deepest and darkest of months
and the fields were all frozen and raw
i was raised in the dawn of the hydrogen bomb
ready for shock and awe
i was wakened by fear in a terrible year
when the ground opened up its jaws
and the sight of the dead coming out of the earth
scared me so much I ran off
hiding
taking shelter
from the wind, from the wind
I was waiting
for the world
to begin

but I’m living, and I’m breathing and I’m real
and I’m sliding and and I’m clinging
but you’re here
and I’m riding on the tide of love!

one night I got caught by the cinema lights
as I tried to get home in the dark
there was a terrible boy bringing terror and noise
and the screams echoed over the park
and the thought of that drug thin blade of a man
made ever bone in my body shake
i was barely alive from my nine to five
i was needing to stay awake

hoping
that you’d
hear my cry, hear my cry
i was longing
for love
inside

but I’m living, and I’m breathing and I’m real
and I’m sliding and and I’m clinging
but you’re here
and I’m riding on the tide of love!