Who will tell you that you were too young?
Singing such songs and having such fun.
Finding holes in brittle walls.
Who will come see you if you never call?
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Now this one has touched a special place in my heart, Steve. It reminds me of a song I believe you and I are both very familiar with: 'Safe in the womb Of an everlasting night You find the darkness can Give the brightest light. Safe in your place deep in the earth That's when they'll know what you were really worth. Forgotten while you're here Remembered for a while A much updated ruin From a much outdated style.' (excerpt from 'Fruit Tree' by Nick Drake) Very nicely done, Steve. A well-deserved 10 from me. Shannon xoxo
Hey Shannon. Yes, it is a poem about Nick. I wrote it when I couldn't get 'Clothes of Sand' out of my head. Try singing it with the words I wrote....Steve