Swallows

Shadows of the trees on the road
Longing for this August day to go
Another time another place another empty sky with no answer

Far across the lonely fields 
I'm running with the wind
As swallows fly overhead
And whisper words that you said

Leaving this place that I call home
6 years and all I know
Holding tight, lifting up, letting go
I'll give you wings

Far across the lonely fields
I'm running with the wind
As swallows fly overhead
And whisper words that you said

Swallows

85 

Another mountain for me, another day I haven’t seen,
Another cloudy morning, another daffodil that’s dead
And like the wind you’ll catch me
And like the wind you’ll catch, catch

85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

A letter that he wrote her
A photograph at the pier
A ticket for the theatre
And couples dancing without fear
My memoery fades, forget you
And feelings flex and spiral, spiral

85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

His crooked hands clasped tight
He’s pushig forward on his frame
The sea rain splatters him gently
Again he smiles without disdain
And like the wind you’ll catch me
And like the wind you’ll catch, catch


85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

Swallows

Dollaghan