Amid the rumours and the expectations

and all the stories dreamt and lived

Amid the clangour and the dislocation

and things to fear and to forgive

Dont forget

about delight

Y know what Im saying to you

Dont forget

about delight

Y know



Amid the post-ironic postulating

and the poets pilfered rhymes

Meaning feels like its evaporating

Out of sight and out of mind

Dont forget etc



Though you find yourself alone and stranded

with no friend to take your side

On the endless road afoot and empty-handed

where the wild-eyed Cossacks ride

Dont forget etc



Spring birds peck among the pressed-down grasses

Clouds like zeppelins cross the sky

Anger drips and pools and then it passes

And I say a prayer that I

Dont forget etc