Michelle sold me shells
I kept them close to my heart
my knife was needed
Moments
holy words
holy words
the words with which you blessed me
holy words
the words with which you saved me
holy words
the words you called as the lifeboat found me
Tea dance time
Sid faded away in tea dance time
slow
slow
then too soon
quick quick.
Foxtrot Oscar he used to say
when his knees would not lift him
and his eyes would sparkle.
Through the window
we would watch his face
and see the smile
as his left foot tapped out the rhythm.
One two three
one two three
one
and then no more.
Bet still held his hand
as she always had
from their very first dance with the carpets rolled back
and the piano in the corner.
One two three
she said.
One two three
again.
One.
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
Every day, every hour
stars fall
but those to watch
are the ones which rise again
rain hit the pavement
rain hit the pavement
flint sparks flew
cars stopped and people frowned
I smiled and blew on my fingers
I kept my distance
I kept my distance.
I stayed away.
I treasured independence.
I closed my eyes.
I held my breath.
But then I saw you dance.
Now and venn
That summer when we overlapped
Your dreams of the future
My tales of the past
When I am not here
When I am not here
Remember me eating the strawberries
And your laughing
When I dream
When I dream
I dream of biscuits.
This may make me shallow
but that is OK.
Shallow as a saucer full of tea
to share with the ghost of the dog
that lives beneath the table.
simonsalento 