Dreams
Off the train
Out of east Putney station
I turn right
Disappear into the night
Disappear out of sight
I’m trying to look
For a life I used to live
A life I used to know
Do you know, where I left it?
I’ve a dream
It wont ever come true
But they never ever do
Walking up to
Putney common
Where I’ve got
Nothing in common
with anyone
Feeling like a lost son
The rain falls down
My head is soaking
The smell of smoke
From the tramps that are smoking
Where do they get there money?
I’ve a dream
It will never come true
But when do they?
Taking a bus
Up to Putney vale
I sit by the grave
And contemplate
Joining
I don’t have the guts
But I will
For I must
I have a dream
I hope it comes true
And if im feeling like this
It might just do. |
Submission Name: Dreams
