You and I and the World Outside

Children shooting children,

Buildings crumbling, knowledge going bust,

Everywhere blood, and ashes, and dust:

The moon is full tonight, and our blood in a rush -

Let’s forget the world, it’s just too much!

Poison in the fields and food,

Drugs in the water, fish going mad,

And nobody wants to know what the politician said.

Let’s forget the world, it’s just too much,

The moon is full and my blood in a rush!

Is money really what it’s all about?

Chickens get shredded just for being male,

And female humans are mostly for sale:

Take me to the moon my love,

Let’s forget about the world, it’s just too much!

A lost one points guns while everyone screams,

People so scared they’re not even alive.

That’s what they see everyday on the screens.

Baby dance me to the end of time,

The world is too much, let’s forget it for a while.

How can that be in this our modern world?!

Children in cities, children alone,

Children getting shot for a football stadium.

The unicorn’s feeding, the gardens are lush,

Let’s forget about the world, it’s just too much.

Mothers and children leaving hearth and home,

Fathers are dying or forced to look on.

Weapon merchants grow fat on the damage they’ve done.

The stars are burning bright, my blood’s in a rush:

Let’s forget about the world, it’s just too much.

Harvest

No Indian Summer was –

October winds are wild and strong upon us.

Let’s treasure then September sweetnesses,

Next to our hearts,

Against the darkness

And November’s gloom.

Let’s hide away sweet sunshine,

Green fragrant forests, magic gardens,

Soft golden sand, caresses of blue seas,

Ships on the river,

And the many-coloured city.

Then let’s find safety for the smiles,

The laughter and the moments

Of togetherness and understanding,

The silences,

And for the moment when we stood,

Transfixed, before the eyes of God.

And then,

When all is safe,

Let Winter come.