London, did you have to
take my child away?
you buried him under
rent and low pay.
I´ve been cycling in circles
round your empty streets.
I´ve been searching
in the pouring rain.

I´ve been going alone
to the cinema
I´ve been stealing all my food
from the electric avenue
now the pigeons gather
round my feeding hand.
and we talk til the evening fades.

I have learnt how it goes
what you wait for never shows
and what you least wanted
holds you down like a stone.
just like a stone.

Now i feed the birds.
day after day.
only they can hear me pray for
a lighter heart. a lighter load
to be moving. moving. moving
my way home.