‘A long way from home – the first living thing you’ll see’
Written in the first person and based on an interview with a refugee on TV a while back. It stayed with me.
I walked from somewhere into nowhere
As a lonesome refugee
No possessions, but in my pocket
Safe and sound, a memory
Painted pictures in the hallway
The carved initials on the tree
The storm clouds playing card games
Above the wild and windy sea
“There’s nothing sacred that isn’t secret”
That’s all she said to me
I knew the answer, but not her question
All I wanted was sanctuary
I knew the answer, but not her question
I shut my eyes and count to three
A piece of music from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album called ‘Time Out’. I think it fits the mood and hope you like it;
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