Wednesday 6 March 2013

It was you

It was you, it was you, it was you

Its all because I used to go to the playground on my own
It’s all because I used to go all the way to the field then
without once thinking about home.
And then when I saw my friends I would not like to talk
about all the things that were in my head because
I always thought that I was the only one, just the only one
who used to live and was not dead.

We always stared at the sky and the clouds
and then we would stare all-night at the stars.
You could run down to a stream
and watch the river beginning, 
The sparkling cool water and the clearness
of the water rippling.
What was it that made me want to throw it all away
and become interested in cars, throw it all away 
and stop watching the stars.

I spose we all grow up and find out one day, one week, one year,
that there are more interesting things to do
But what more could be interesting than watching the day 
Then attempt to glue plastic aeroplanes together and then try to fly them too!
Who was it that said, that I should move away, beyond my country haven, 
from the woods the streams, the animals in the fields, the plastic and the glue 
only to buy a house with you.

It was you, it was you, it was you.

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