restless Night

walking nowhere in the foggy dew

restless years

whispering through

very long clouds

very low clouds



very long clouds

very low clouds



it wakes in me the wound of days

as dawn breaks bleak

I call to you

present the mirror as you comb your hair

horizons rising icy blue

yes and tall walls dwindle

steeples sink into the sea

old keys for old locks splash up a spray

grey thoughts and useless papers they roll and blow away

while the band was playing such a sad refrain

sounds my ears have lost

continue through the rain