London, did you have to take my child away? you buried him under rent and low pay. I ve been cyling in circles round your empty streets. i ve been searching in the pouring rain.
I ve been going alone to the cinema I ve been stealing all my food from the electric avenue now the pigeons gather round my feeding hand. and we talk til the evening fades.
I have learnt how it goes what you wait for never shows and what you least wanted holds you down like a stone. just like a stone.
Now i feed the birds. day after day. only they can hear me pray for a lighter heart. a lighter load to be moving. moving. moving my way home.