Hazy and Dull
Will I ever find
A place in which to stay
Where peace can be her name
And sanctuary our play
With no one left to love
And friends that fade away
I need a little secret
In which to hide my destiny
After all these many years
You’d think I’d learned the game
Overcame a young man’s shame
Played it all the youthful way
Traveled all those roads as my hair turned gray
I know their many names
Boulevards of fear alleyways of doubt
Simply one way plagues littered by streetlights
Hazy and dull against the sound of a jazz saxophone
That echoes out in a feigned resistance from the corner bar
Yet those old souls know better than most
That the smoke never clears
And hangovers forever rage
With the reality of floorboards cold against the morning.
Will I ever find
A place in which to stay
Where peace can be her name
And sanctuary our play
Rolling with love
In a field of golden waves
Somewhere far away
Take me.
keith jeffries
Sun 12th Mar 2017 15:34
Thank you for reading ´A Bibulous Few ¨
I like Hazy & Dull, quite possibly because I can relate to it. I also generally like your style. Thanks. Keith