When Just The Tide Went Out


Max Boyce, the Welsh comedian; poet and song writer has recently written a poem that encapsulates almost all our thoughts during the COVID-19 lockdown called “When Just The Tide Went Out” here it is in full.

‘When Just The Tide Went Out'
 Last night as I lay sleeping, when dreams came fast to me
 I dreamt I saw JERUSALEM beside a tideless sea
 And one dream I’ll remember as the stars began to fall
 Was Banksy painting Alun Wyn on my neighbour’s garage wall
 And dreams like that sustain me ’til these darkest times have passed
 And chase away the shadows no caring night should cast
 But times like this can shine a light as hardship often can
 To see the best in people and the good there is in man
 And I remember Swansea with nobody about
 The shops were closed like Sunday and just the tide went out
 And I remember Mumbles with the harbour in its keep
 And the fishing boats at anchor that trawl the waters deep
 And I heard the seabirds calling as the gulls all wheeled about
 But all the town was sleeping now and just the tide went out
 And when these days are over and memories remain
 When children painted Rainbows and the sun shone through the rain
 And the doctors and the nurses who stretchered all the pain
 And I hope the carers never see a time like this again
 And I prayed last week for Boris, who knocked on Heavens door
 And I thought of voting Tory, which I’ve never done before
 And though the sun is shining I’ve no immediate plans
 So I’ll write a book on ‘Staying In’ and ‘Ways To Wash Your Hands’
 And now more days of lockdown, 3 weeks of staying in
 I’m running out of vodka and I’ve started on the gin
 And my neighbours are complaining, I’ve heard them scream and shout
 With the sound the bins are making when I take the empties out
 And when all this is over, and our fragile world survives
 And I hope that God is caring now for the ones who gave their lives
 And I pray we’ll find an answer, for my faith is cast in doubt
 And God draws back the heavens and all the stars come out
 And I’ll remember mornings with nobody about
 When the shops were closed like Sunday, and just the tide went out

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