Union Chapel - William Ryan Key

An old stone road

Beneath a London sky

It’s colder out this time

And you’re not here

A smoke filled room

A crowd of songbirds still

I listen carefully

And you’re not here

A grim hotel

With empty rooms to spare

I crank the window closed

And you’re not here

A restless bed

An early morning call

I take the stairs instead

And you’re not here

An old stone road

Beneath a London sky

It’s colder out this time

And you’re not here