Poseidon — Richard Thompson and Judith Owen

Charles Cowling



Chosen by Sue Hopper, a celebrant in Devon, and played at a funeral recently. 

Thank you, Sue!


How can a raindrop still an angry sea
How can a harsh word heal a child
How can your silence
Fill this ancient need in me
How can I read between your lines?

For I have loved you, my darling,
For a thousand years
And I will love you until the end of time
But you’re as deep as any ocean
And I’m a drowning man
Oh Poseidon, won’t you throw me a line?

So if I go to heaven
If I sleep amongst the clouds
Then will I tell you how I feel
Well, I wish I was an angel
I wish you weren’t so proud
For what I love is all that you conceal



Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *


You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>