Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Ride-Out The Wind

On a whisper or a prayer
But, never just stand,
On a stair blocking-out the light!

Migrate to anywhere in the open air…
But, don’t just stand idle, there!
Blocking-out the light!
Ride-out the wind…

Without a care!
A whisper or a prayer
But, never just stand, there
Playing, solitaire…

Halfway, to nowhere!
Ride-on a whisper or a prayer
Yeah, take to the air!
And, migrate anywhere!

But, don’t just stand, there
Blocking-out the light!
…I’m expecting, here…
Yeah, take to the air!

Ride-out the wind…
Without; any fanfare!
On a wing and a prayer
And, levitate like a leaf spirit.

To every corner of belief
That hasn’t
Over shadowed, imagination!
Or your soul’s own wilful destruction!

Submitted: Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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