I’m hanging onto time

as it drip slips from my grip


what used to take me years

is lost in speeding day


the baby’s cry, the teenage sigh

that wedding vow


all gone now.


I’m holding out for warmth

in this bitter English spring


still searching for a place

to call my own:


I’ve given up on love

though I’ve been there


once or twice, but it’s

too wine to water late


too heavy a price.


I’m remembering those days

as they morph & fade to grey


always waiting for a sign

that destiny is on my side


I’m holding onto time

as it flies away


I’m running for my life

just one more day.


Listen here




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