There I stood in the night out on the broken pier me with my feet in the sea you with your face in the clouds, the man in the moon and as I heard your voice, felt your laugh flood across the broken pier I wanted to die right then and there You smiled down across the waves as if to say to me "Everything will be okay, be strong and true" and I felt your eyes like the tide pulling me out into the air for a moment in time you held me there, father and son, home again'