The cold beeping in a sterile hall
You never wake
Dawn comes, yet one more Autumn day
But never breaks
Mumbled platitudes and shuffled feet,
Ignored, you sleep
A year gone by, eyes closed in dreaming
Long, dark and deep
Counting of a metronomic beat
I can not sleep
Break through glass, to fall to asphalt sky
Shards cut me deep
I kiss the glass into a flower,
Break through to wake
Scenes replayed a million times before
Now ice, it breaks
You’ve lived within the dark for so long
Year without light
Eyelids flicker to hold back the pain,
I breathe and break through, from beneath ice
I see the light
To see the world, pain is a small price
Straining for sight
You return, awaking from your sleep
Tears on my face
I see you, I’m rising to my feet
And we embrace
To my congregation
Sat with empty faces
In empty pews.
A silent sermon
For the masses
Under my roof they meet,
But never see each other
Each one an island,
They feel me lapping on their shores
So much in common–
Ignored, oblivious to my cause
Their ironic companion
This salty trail I lead them down
One set of footprints on the shore
To take communion.
They never realise
They share this church with others
There is another world outside these solemn walls
An unwanted Father I remain,
I stand beside them all the same
And I’m tapping my feet.
The trumpet plays,
The smell of smoke fills my nose
Ba-dee-ba dee-ba dee-ba.
The double-bass thrumming,
Loud and clear.
I can taste it in my mouth
And then it starts
All over again.
I feel the beat in my liver
The scat man is playing his mouth.
Oh yes, they’re playing alright
The smoke and the laughter
One more time
I want to stand up and shout!
Dum-de-dum de-dum de-dum.
At the club.