Boston Square - Deaf Havana

I know you met the devil once when you were young

You let him in, just to know to push away

You made it twenty one years

Before he turned you round

To giving up

We traded knowledge in

Our fields of expertise and we partied away

And you gave up on everything

Do you think you’d still want to leave now?

You always were just a stubborn kid back then.

I saw the words that you wrote down

On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days.

I remember you told me you threw

Your father’s Jimmy Nail CD

Out of the window of his car

It didn’t get you very far, in his good books

Because I know when you got home

He bent your spine over the back of a kitchen chair

You lost so many days in there

I thought I saw your reflection

In the window of a passing car

But I guess I was wrong

All I am is wrong these days