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I call to you
through all the foggy years
and see you as a boy
proud riding your Raleigh Grifter
endless wheely
your smile wider than Waterloo Bridge

and I call to you
through all the foggy years
and see you as a man
as a wounded lion
as a wandering star
who hasn’t slept
just shone, shone, shone
so bright it hurts

I want to curl up and be small with you
nestle in that place
where silver hair grows
like crooked music

you went grey in your twenties:
a thick mop of starlight

and I call to you through the foggy years
and the call is a song
for you
a song for the boy
a song for the lion
a song for the man
a song for the carpenter
a song of love

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