Me, circa 1977
I've been clearing out, big-time, preparing for a move next summer.
I found this pic amongst some old paper (letters, job applications and song-lyrics from my old collaborator, Jeff Corker) and thought of a song from my first CD, Daffodils, just called Photograph.
Photograph
Why can't I look at
this photograph; it's just a boy
Looking into the camera
with a kind smile?
What is it that
disturbs me in this face that's unafraid,
How can this
self-possession from the past scare me today?
Can the fallen angel
turn his eyes upon the saint?
Can he bear to see what
he can never be again?
Some may fear the
darkness but they can't stare at the sun:
Who can gaze on
innocence when their innocence is gone?
Why can't I look at
this photograph; it's just a boy
Looking into the camera
with a kind smile?
Life, eh?
Be happy.
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