Author Archives: amcc1984

you looked at the skiesand asked yourself whyyou’d gone all that way just to falter that daywhy you?you picked yourself upbut then you cracked upagain and again all that effort in vain for youand scotland won’t mean the smallest thingit’s just not where you could ever behappy, clappingyou won’t find your peace of mindmorale-sapping, seeingContinue reading “happier times”

I saw a picture of your facestraight back from the realm of forgetfulnessyour voice resounded in my veinsafter years in the wildernessyou looked like you were in parisfrom the crayon-like colours outside the dooryou looked like you’d conquered your demonsthey were not haunting you anymoreand I saw you still wear those ear-ringsthe ones you boughtContinue reading “the curse of the passenger”

what’s left for you to dream?you have wonyou have beenyou couldn’t have written it any betterthan it turned out to beyour young boy’s tears are now forgottenand look what you’ve achieved another morning will comeanother day in the sunbut won’t you remember this one? summers wentsummers camewith no carewith disdain for your soulfor your lifeyetContinue reading “another day in the sun”

I’ve been uprooted so many timesI still see the world through a child’s eyesevery new start carries hints of a gamethe older I get the better I playwhere I grew up it rained all the timeproviding shelterconcealing the tearscall it a life in black and whiteI’m simply happy to be here singing in the rain,Continue reading “a life in black and white”

someonecome over here and wake them up from their sleepI’m just passing by I never said I’d be in for keepshow can I rely on counterfeit notions of life?I see empty looks and hear sad, robotic replies where do you think you’re going?where are you even from?a country has been doped and dupedand cheated allContinue reading “village of the damned”

I will always remember the waywhen you turned up just as I woke upI will always remember the wayyou sang us into loving youyeah, some time has gone by since thenbut from what I see, your mind’s still free it’s all for your eyes againfor your eyes againthat people fight and people fallfor your eyesContinue reading “the house of wine”

came back to find that on my shelfthere’s still a picture of my old selfthat summer changed all our livesfor good or bad, it was our time a man taking a picture of a man taking a picture of a man taking a pictureof another man, and so on…I called it art but you labelledContinue reading “(one of many) imaginary monologues”

you’ve created dreams for me to cling onfor me to cling onyou came back to me before the morning brokewith a weary smile and little time to talk you came back and called my nameand we agreed that everything must flowyou came back and just stayed silentyou said nothinguntil the morning broke you came backContinue reading “before the morning broke”

take me up this promenadethe one we used to walk alongthen we’ll go to see the planestaking people to their homesthe narrow streets of our youththey haven’t changed a bitthings we know and things we knewthe songs we used to sing sing them back to me the ‘chariots of fire’ themethe window left half openContinue reading “things we know and things we knew”

let’s catch up for a pintalright, let’s make it twobeen quite a while since I last saw youthe restless days were gonebut your habits never didyou ran, you cried, you smiled, you hidand I’m one of those who rarely believebut one thing I know for sureyou should’ve lived you and I lived just eight doorsContinue reading “eight doors apart (on glanaman road)”