There's thunder clouds round the hometown bay
I go walking in the rain
Through other worlds in better days

Some things are better left that way
We were your soldiers on autumn nights
My last shot fired, my first mistake

I'm looking for the ones that made this place
But they're not there


If you ever go round anytown
Any time, any where
Looking for the ones young and gone

Look for me I'll be there

I crossed the ocean, the son of slaves

A golden race in soul decline
I arrived on the King's Port streets
They were the making times

Now the ghosts are moving through the Green
Angels are walking in the Square
The rush of names coming through the layers

And all the spaces in between

If you ever go round anytown

Any time, any where
Looking for the ones young and gone
Look for me I'll be there


If you ever go round your hometown
Where only wood and stone remain

Looking for the ones withe the balls and guns
Look for me I'll be there


Do, do you remember me
Do, do you remember me


Their empty places they fill the bars
Faces passes on the pier
I'm moving up to the Gathering Hall

Time is getting near
Small boats standing in the waves
Line on line below the moon

Morning is waiting out by the caves
We're going to be there soon


If you ever go round anytown
Any time, any where
Looking for the ones young and gone

Look for me I'll be there

On Pembroke Road look out for my ghost

Dishevelled, with shoes untied
Playing at the railings with the little children
Who's children have long since died


If you ever go round your hometown
Where only wood and stone remain

Looking for the ones withe the balls and guns
Look for me I'll be there