A grief came riding. On the wind. Up the sun on river Thames. I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open. When I felt it entering. I began thinkin' about our wedding day. And how love was a vow. I was thinkin' about the chamber door. Only we can enter now. I began thinkin' about our ancient friends. And of kissinâ€™ them goodbye. And then the wind blew under Battersea bridge. And a tear broke from my eye. I started thinkin' about London. And nothing good ever came from this town. and if the Thames werenâ€™t so filthy. I would jump in the river and drown. Don't be afraid. Come on down. I'm just sittin' here. Thinking loud. NOW look THERE just blow the water. See the saviour of the human race. Where the fishes and the frogs. Has found his final resting place. . Blowin' people far apart. Blowin' others so they collide. Blowinâ€™ some poor bastard right out of the water. blowinâ€™ another one over the side. Hear the ancient iron bridge. And listen to it groan. with the weight of a thousand people. Leavin' or returning home. To their failures. To their bordoms. To their husbands. And their wifeâ€™s. who are carving them up for dinner. before they even arrive. Don't be afraid. Come on down. I'm just sittin' here. And thinkin' of love. And look they just blow the water. See the saviour of the human race. Where the fishes and the frogs. Has found his final resting place. Don't be afraid. Come on down. I'm just sittin' here.