Clannad Of This Land.mp3
Streets noisy but silent
bobby doesn’t beat, officers sleep
plastic bag an urban tumbleweed
a flower grows through the cracked pavement
pretty walls adorned, a distraction
reflected in a drunks puddle
give me a fag, got a spare pound,
nothing humble about this town
sirens replace screams
window curtains twitch
but still…
the sun comes out
lawns are mowed
trees bear fruit
flowers are on the table
typing letters forming words
a mish-mash of thoughts on the screen
most will never be seen
a sigh
a sip of tea
a drag on a fag
it isn’t so bad
ponders life while staring up at the sky
a tear drops from the eye
I heard a whisper
as ancient as life itself
carried on the wind
Head pressed on his chest
she hears the ticking of time
only bodies age
Enya - May It Be.mp3