In ancient Babylon
As I sat waiting patiently
Busses passing me in throngs
Full of tourists heavenly.

In ancient Babylon
Dreams are all that you can see
Life a ghost of what has gone
Just a wisp of what has been.

Heading for the big hotels
Sights and sites for them to see
Heading for a night of spells
Diving deep into the sea.

In ancient Babylon
Dreams are all that you can see
Life a ghost of what has gone
Just a wisp of what has been.

Afterwards in this old town
Nothing left in light of day
Busses people all have gone
Into mist the city fades.

In ancient Babylon
Dreams are all that you can see
Life a ghost of what has gone
Just a wisp of what has been.

In ancient Babylon r2

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

In ancient Babylon r2

Peter Grimbeek