The Phone Rang

It came out of my head
As she spoke in her voice
And I could not see
Turned away
Gave up the sea
From within

I came from
What length of sand
Beside the sea
Finished waving like a flag
One woe one tow one two
Three

It sounded baby talk to me
I could not give
I could not give
A sense that night
Beside the sea
And he came too
Came to me
And sat and smoked
So silent by the sea

And war and death and misery
Were all that made sense to me
And skipped a beat
And lost the tune
I listened
Listened when they called me
Today
But wanted silence, silence
To stay

Nicely done Peter. There is much soothing in the sea.

Les

Thanks, Les...there sure is.

Peter