Feb 2022 folk harmonies guitar simple
Simples, innit
Piano is playing, coming through the walls
Gentlest of touch, all the right notes
Some dead composer, something he wrote
And I am enjoying the sounds
I picture some adverts, beautiful people
Having a life that is better than mine
At least mine is real, so far as I know
Or it’s down the rabbit hole I go
Streets are responding to change in the weather
Friends are roaming around together,
Some wearing hats, proclaiming the name
When they are home, do they still feel the same?
Dylan is with me, so easily won
Loyalty pledged, he does it with everyone
Trying to persuade me to feed him some more
We’re both gaining weight, but I’m not keeping score
Piano is playing, coming through the walls
© words and music G Todd 2022
@metalfoot Feb 2022
A pleasant celebration of the joys of everyday life!