I met Alex in hospital in 1999, in a neurology ward for patients diagnosed with Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (also known as ME/CFS). We were given cognitive behavioural therapy (CBT) and told that if we followed the advice we were given we would recover. We both did everything we were told but neither of us have recovered or even improved sufficiently to see each other again since we were discharged from hospital nearly two decades ago.
Alex loved to ride horses before she was unwell. Seeing a photograph of her sitting on a horse on the beach inspired me to write this song. Knowing her has given me great strength during some very difficult times.
I wrote a little about my experience of being in the hospital where we met in my essay, Perceptions of Myalgic Encephalomyelitis: www.strangerand...
Angel on the water
There’s a girl I know
Who lives by the sea
In the shadow
Of a mystery
And she longed for the echo
Of a distant memory
As she gazed upon the water
And thought of Auld Lang Syne
She met him in a field
Beneath a summer sky
Felt a tingle in her bones
When he looked into her eyes
And she thought of all she wanted
And he seemed to read her mind
And she rode him to the water
For the sake of Auld Lang Syne
With the wind in her hair
And the sound of the sea
And the power and of his haunches
And their synchronicity
And the call of the wild
And the chance to be free
She rode into the water
And she rode for Auld Lang Syne
And she rode, and she rode, and she rode
And she rode for Auld Lang Syne.
Now there’s a tale that’s told
In that place by the sea
Of a vision
And a mystery
Of the girl that I know
And an angel that they see
Who rides upon the water
For all of Auld Lang Syne.
And she rides, and she rides, and she rides
For all of Auld Lang Syne
Now there’s an angel on the water
For all of Auld Lang Syne
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