Never Go Home

invalid@example.com (Elmira), Elmira
Tue, 26 Oct 2010 18:58:03 +0000

Now life seems so long ago away
This is not the place where memories are made

I can hear the sounds of all eternity

The rust of the ancient lighthouse in the port
The wings of black birds as they fly in opposite direction
over the square warehouse off the highway

and in the port there is a shipwreck for visiting
I can hear the click of the camera lens
the tourists and the sea-birds crying by it

You will hear this once more in your old age
and I can never go...​

Never Go Home