(Brooker Reid)



It seems as clear as yesterday

We saw it in a dream

but dream became insanity

an awful gaping scream

So sad to see such emptiness

So sad to see such tears

And heaped up leaves of bitterness

turned mouldy down the years



Nothing but the truth.

Common words in use

Hard to find excuse

Harder than the truth



Like Icarus we flew too high

We flew too near the sun

They caught us in that awful glare

Our hapless throats were strung

But just before the final stroke

They took us victims of the rope

And cast us far beyond the deep

To lie in never ending sleep



It seems as clear as yesterday

They cast us in the deep

We lie in darkest night for good

Never ending sleep

A never ending bitter gloom

Whose dungeon seldom clears

A God forsaken emptiness

Which fills our hearts with tears