Vol. II
Into my mind
Here upon this grey
And sad street
I look wide eyed to the black
And starry night
Just fine under O’Connell Bridge
The place where our souls
Cry and moan in the
Journey at the center
Of the night
No forsaken fairy tales
And hocus pocus magic realisms
Will undo what I have done,
Time will tell if I am right
But definitely I’ll do my best
To bring it down
Tiny drops pour down my face
Will I ever see a blue sky?
Don’t care too much,
Let it all come down.
Picture: George Street.
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