A Slow Parade - A.A. Bondy

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