Jan 2019
A heart carved into the bark of a tree,
A bark from my dog by the side of my knee,
The light had faded,
So too had the hope
Of the boy in the boughs
At the end of his rope.
A bark from my dog by the side of my knee,
The light had faded,
So too had the hope
Of the boy in the boughs
At the end of his rope.
In hindsight a little similar to Belle and Sebastian's ' we rule the school'. Not a deliberate copy -possibly subconscious. Possibly also different subject too. 29 jan 2019
