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.