Published on Oct 14, 2015
The Sleeping Window - Samuel Powell 

As the town quietly sleeps, 
I look out across the road.
In my mind are mountain peaks, 
And vast open spaces. 
In my eyes are old walls, and cafes.
I ponder on the sign that hangs from this window.
From this window I am sleeping.

From this window I see the same corner
That I saw yesternight.
From this window I see a mirror 
In the blackness of night.
Yellow white low light shines on a lover in my bed.
Chaos and order misunderstood in my head.
From this window I am a cog 
In a very slow machine,
From this window I see memories 
That I wish I’d never seen.
The fresh air at this window. 
The shivering signature symbol.

From my window I see many things.


Keys by Paul Simmons
Trumpet by Nathan Fitzgerald
Guitar and Vocals by Samuel Powell
Written, Recorded and Produced by Samuel Powell
Mastered by Dan E Brown 
Graphic Design by Ben Froggett 

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