It’s that sudden moment when you’re swimming out from the beach-

You feel the current turning, it’s pulling you out of reach

You’ve been splashing around, looking at all the life

But now you’re flailing, borne out on the tide

And it’s a cold, cold day, when it happens

But there is one long life leading on from this moment

There in the photographs, the people are all smiling

Were they really such good times, or was it just good timing?

Sometimes I wonder where the photos are of me

A summer’s day in the cool shade of a forest full of conifer trees

And it’s a cold, cold day, when it happens

But there is one long life leading on from this moment

Stand tall in the moonlight, stagger through the day

There’s no glamour in summertime; the fields are just too far away

You may feel like you’re on borrowed time, but all they do is steal

You may feel caught in the headlights, but they’re asleep at the wheel

And it’s a cold, cold day, when it happens

But there is one long life leading on from this moment