Many years ago, 17 years of age. 

I stood before that Pavilion stage.

A stage engulfed in Dragon haze.

Amidst the smoke a Gibson plays.

 

And l'll never forget sound or sight.

Of that special New Brighton night.

A life changing night it was for me.

It changed my life, my future to be.

 

Across the river, I sailed back home.

The February air was cold as stone.

We sang our songs through the chill.

An experience that lives with me still.

 

40 years ago today, the news I heard.

Shocked and broken with every word.

Now a grown man, and I've moved on.

But a bigger hero, there's been none.