PAPER WINDOWS
SIT AS THE EVENING COMES
LOOK THROUGH PAPER WINDOWS
A DISTANT VIEW, MY EYES GO TO
A SHIMMERING OF LEAVES
WHICH PITCH THEIR BEAUTY SOFTLY ON
THE GENTLE LIGHT BROWN EAVES OF PAPER WINDOWS
THERE’S COLOURS ALL AROUND
SQUARE HOUSE AT SUNSET
A BIKE GOES BY, CHILDREN CRY,
THEN EVERYTHING IS STILL
JUST ONE INSECT MOVES ACROSS
THE SHELTERED SILL
OF PAPER WINDOWS
PAPER WINDOWS, PAPER WINDOWS
LOOK INTO THEM , WHAT DO YOU SEE?
AND NOW SOMEHOW THOSE WINDOWS SEE THROUGH ME
SIT AS THE EVENING COMES
LOOK THROUGH PAPER WINDOWS
A WORLD GOES BY, TOO LATE TO SIGH
LUCKY TO ESCAPE
LIVES GO TUMBLING THROUGH THE AIR
THEN TURN AROUND TO SHAPE
PAPER WINDOWS
HEY PAPER WINDOWS
LOOK INTO THE WHAT DO YOU SEE?
AND NOW SOMEHOW THOSE WINDOWS SEE THROUGH ME
