Stock, stock, stock, stock, Stockholm
The trolls are lost and drowned
Please don’t break, let’s isolate
The dolphin from the clown

It happened in the summer
When the snowmen had retired
She came to talk of firebirds
And of how she was inspired

It was in those days when Jesus saves
And the preacher’s warm embrace
Before the door of freedom law
Had melted din disgrace

We talked on the balcony
As the ships sailed by
Her love of God and spare the rod
Really made me cry

I thought of the time I’d wasted
Running from the past
She said you’d better laugh for once
And let the trouble pass

I walked back on the railway track
I saw mountains capped with snow
I wondered why my alibi
Was laughing like a crow

If I continue with this life
I’ll never see again
The birds that are migrating
Or become her loyal swain

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s