VAPOUR TRAILS

Vapour Trails

words and music Jake Hook

Instrumental insert: Francis Haines

Vapour trails across the sky

A blood clot leaks into the perfect eye

A butterfly dries in the paintwork of my mind

And I wish I was a vapour trail - across the sky

And I wish – that I was sometimes someone else - in your eyes

I wish - that I wasn't the bee

Hitting myself off the window panes of our lives

A moth hits my blue electric field

A mother cries for the time the father steals

Another pothole in the road works on our lives

Taken from:

The Butterfly Observations

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