Friday, March 16, 2012

This life is bittersweet

 
Now all of the planes have landed
The soldiers are in their beds

 



Smoke rises from their clothing
And sweet dreams through their heads




Truth faced leaves a strange taste
When joy and sadness meet


 



A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet
 




The boy with the bloated belly
Hears today's trucks arrive


 



He puts down his baby sister
And makes his way outside
 

 



Truth faced leaves a strange taste
When joy and sadness meet
A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet
 

 



Everyone's a novelist
And everyone can sing
But no one talks when the TV's on...


 
 



The lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled
Dark clouds filled the sky




A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet 
 



Moxy Fruvous

2 comments:

  1. May the wind at your back
    Not be the result
    Of the corned beef and cabbage
    You had for lunch.

    Erin go bragh!

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