[From the CD of Wise After The Event, also b-side of We're All As We Lie] Out at night I saw a squirrel lying in a ditch beneath a great elm tree Grey and weak His tiny eyes revealed the secret of this vigil strange and free Hour after hour he pursued Weaker and weaker you grew Squirrel, friend I see you lying and there's nothing I can do to bring you back Grey and weak Your tiny eyes don't understand the strangeness of this pain you feel All through the night you will lie Each moment death's hour draws nigh Silently Your hooded brothers lay you down to sleep forever into time Peace, at last Has come upon you as a Mother's fading whispers to her child Hour after hour I pursued Though you are gone I will still remember you
Anthony Phillips Squirrel