Balham Brooklyn in the rain
I don’t care its all the same
No one gonna bring me down
Weather, shadows, pound or crown.
Suddenly love comes your way
If you let it in to stay
The best things in your life are free
We can share them you and me
There is always hope
When you get home
For home is where the heart is
And hope is where you lay your head
Sunday morning, lazy day
Roasties, films, match of the day
All you want is all you need
Happy sleeping, mind free
All the kids are playing round
I know where my place is found
I don’t care who comes to stay
Just keep the love from go'n away
There is always hope
When you get home
For hope is where the heart is
And home is where you lay your head
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Monday, 14 February 2011
labourless land
What I’ve lost
And what I’ve found
What I need is all around
It’s in the sky and in the clouds
And where I sleep
If it’s the stone cold ground
I was told long ago
To follow my heart
Not always my head
And it tore me apart
Not to go with the rest
To follow the path
To do what I love best
And if it makes you glad
To take the same path
Then it can’t be that bad
If you’re set apart
Like nobody else
In a labourless land
Go be so unusual
And what I’ve found
What I need is all around
It’s in the sky and in the clouds
And where I sleep
If it’s the stone cold ground
I was told long ago
To follow my heart
Not always my head
And it tore me apart
Not to go with the rest
To follow the path
To do what I love best
And if it makes you glad
To take the same path
Then it can’t be that bad
If you’re set apart
Like nobody else
In a labourless land
Go be so unusual
Sunday, 13 February 2011
I Shall Be Released
Broken down and tired
Hungry for a love
No way on earth to feed me
From the east to the west
I saw what others did was best
Everything I did fell by the way
And I was living out this suitcase for way too long
Stuck between a rock and the sea
Every man needs protection
And every one must fall someday
But an end can also mean a new start
Hungry for a love
No way on earth to feed me
From the east to the west
I saw what others did was best
Everything I did fell by the way
And I was living out this suitcase for way too long
Stuck between a rock and the sea
Every man needs protection
And every one must fall someday
But an end can also mean a new start
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
The Message II
So go pray for yourself
Don't think of no one else.
The waiting for me is fine
Though i've wasted so much of my precious time
Like you and I
On the shelf, like evryone else
Don't think of no one else.
The waiting for me is fine
Though i've wasted so much of my precious time
Like you and I
On the shelf, like evryone else
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