Overcoat
Old wool cap
Leather gloves
Hide the fat.
In the world made
of tears
He is safe from
his fears.
On his own,
He’s on his own,
And he likes it
that way.
Thoughts arise.
Fear is doubt.
Bearing fruit
Giving smell.
It’s the happiest
day
When he moves far
away
From the crowd,
Curious crowd.
And he wants them
to
Stand back; the old man’s snoring heavy.
Down underneath
the bridge he’s got his
Mansion of
cardboard slats, and it’s enough.
It’s a happiest
day
When he moves far
away
From the crowd,
Curious crowd.
And he wants them
to
Stand back; the old man’s snoring heavy.
Down underneath
the bridge he’s got his
Mansion of
cardboard slats, and it’s enough.
…baby. Stand back the old man snoring heavy.
Down underneath
the bridge he’s got his
Mansion of
cardboard slats, and it’s enough.
Ooh.