I am not looking, if I do, I'll cry
In this place where the lives and the colours belie
You dragged me away from my safety, my shell
Dragged me away to this shoreline of Hell
Where sunsets are vying for everyone's love
No proclivity here to go thanking above
Clouds can crash angrily, as they desire
Keep fuelling a rage, never logging the fire
Where are the roses and little girl's scrawl
That we used to find hiding in bits of the wall
I still need my night-light, the sound of the town
A convoy of traffic to calm my nerves down
I need altercations with most of my friends
Skirmishes, tirades to the bitter end
This silence is killing, horizon of hate
Please take me home, Father, before it's too late
Can't anyone listen, anyone see
Lift me, assuaging upon your knee
Sometimes the decision, for grandeur and wealth
With it's breaths crisp and clear isn't good for your health
We don't need sunny climates or foreign debates
Appraisal from big-wigs whom everyone hates
Just let me languish and breath in foul air
I'll take my chances, do the same from your chair.
I can't look from the window, if I do, I'll cry
Watching the contrails consuming the sky
Picturing, pondering, a journey full blown
You in your paradise, me in my home.
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