I remember pigeons and sparrows
On the green beneath Edinburgh Castle
I remember smoking a secret joint
In a house where a policeman was visiting
I remember holding your fevered hand
The night that our first child was born
I remember wood fires in a cottage
Drinking cider, the two girls asleep
I remember a magnificent dawn
In Greece, sipping ouzo, smoking fags
In the game of remembrance I’ve many good cards
And this, just one fine hand to play.