maandag 8 september 2008


Look this way as I blow the horn
Look away as I mend what was torn
Hit the drums
while the brass band plays another tune
Don’t leave it behind discarded and ruined

We enter the scene at 24 frames a second
the film runs out
Love should rise from being secondary
so it beckons

As you choose to loosen the noose
I’ll stop going down feeling dour and bruised
I’ll go around with Amber dancing in my head
This will be my final pledge
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