london [original version]


Written: 1984
Released: 2009 on 'London'



Ripping the hours from the mean of Greenwich
Running the ripples from shore to shore
Stealing the dreams from the eyes of the rich
Picking the love from the teeth of the poor
Breaking the clouds with cold fingers of stone
Cutting the wind to the quick of the bone
London my very own

Forging the ranks of the cankered noblesse
Scratching the hands from the face of Big Ben
Kissing the walls with a tattooed caress
Touching St Pauls with a fractured amen
Reaping the summers the autumns have sown
Pruning the love that becomes overgrown
London my very own

Pushing the bridges through bridges of rain
Bridging the bridges with bridges of grey
Sewing the new to the strings of champagne
Weaving the old to the threads of decay
Leading the days into weekends alone
Waiting for months that the years postpone
London my very own

Holding the boats in the clutch of the Thames
Holding the clouds on the brink of their death
Holding the palace the hands of St James
Holding the Old Vic the heart of Macbeth
Holding the leaves that the winters dethrone
Holding the lives that the gutters disown
London my very own

© Philip Jeays 1984
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