A Face to Remember
The light creeps inThrough the broken glassIn the sleeping ward.Finnegan's voiceIs an endless whineThrough a hardboard barricade.I throw a cigarette to make him quieten down.And I search for that photo of you.And your face is a symbol.A place to remember.Your face is a symbol for me now.Radio blares.There is not much time.And the children play you up.Buses and trainsOn commuter linesThrough the condensation.I know what you're doing nowAnd I follow you in your routine.And your face is a symbol.And your eyes make me strong againI can look at the world full of confidence