Track 3 from the album, 'A Memento', by Robin Bailey and Hilary Bailey, (c) 1990 Robin Bailey

I watch the sun as it falls from the sky;
Soon there'll be no sign of reply.
Can you imagine just one day without its light?
Summer sunshine in June: exchange the dawn for constant night.

I watch the boats as they sway with the tide;
Soon they'll be lying on their sides.
Suppose the waters withdrew like a secret door ...
Shipwrecked sailors will know what to see on ocean floors.

I watch the catch being hauled to the quay;
Soon they'll be trawling back at sea.
But if the last ones fill the net, will they throw them back?
Large fish eat small fish and die, like ev'ryone, a simple tack.

Watch your own shadow lengthening;
Soon death may reach us on a wing.
And if our friends are but a few, who'll save our skin?
Humans leaving the Earth: so please inform the next of kin.


	Robin Bailey  27i87

Next Of Kin

I contemplate my seventh decade with a fresh impetus to make it memorable and finally prioritise personal love or disappointment ahead of mysteries of the physical universe.
 
I'm a perfectionist and 'jack of all trades', sing and most frequently play drums, electric and acoustic guitar, bass guitar, piano, keyboards, alto and tenor saxophone. All my work is self-written, and recorded and produced at home. Lovingly maintained tape machines have been superseded by multi-track hard-disk recording (still Emagic Logic 5.5.1 for Windows).

Next Of Kin

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