21 York Street - And Also the Trees

I went to York Street

Saw the house where I was born

And watched the river flow

Under the bridge where

Clocks were turning

Women talking

Dogs were barking

Watched the faces glow

And all the words

Like bubbles rise

Advice and orders

Tender lies the truth

Don’t tell me which way I should go

Outside a butchers shop

I saw a girl who looked a lot

Like someone that I used to know

I recognised expressions

Eyes of boys in men

Forgotten now

Gods knows how many years ago

And as I paused

Deep breathing air

My voice it roared

But wavered only softly

Through the town that I call home