He had a way with words.

I sang all his song years ago as a teen into adulthood. They stick in my mind for 50 years, I know all the words like without listening to the song. Is not that influences on my brain

Pushing through the market place, so many mother’s sying, news had just come over we had 5 years left to cry in. News guy wept and and told us i was really die in. Cried so much his face was wet and I knew he was really crying.

I heard telephones opera house favourite melodys, I saw boys toys electric irions and tv’s. My brain hurt like a warehouse it had no room to spare, I had to cram so many things in store everything in there.

And all the fat skinny people all the tall short people, and all the nobody people, and all the some body people, I never thought I’d meet so many people.

Girl my age went off her head hit some tiny children, if the black hadn’t pulled her off I think she would have killed them. Saw you with a broken arm stare through the wheels of a cadallack, the cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest and the Queer threw up at the sight of that.

Think I saw you in an Ice cream parlour drinking milkshakes cold and long, smiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t think you knew you were in the song.

And it was cold and it rain and I felt like an actor, and I though of Ma and I wanted to get back there, your face your ace, the way that you talk, I kiss you your beautiful I want you to walk

We’ve got 5 years what a surprise

5 years stuck on my eyes

5 years my brain hurts a lot

5 years thats all we’ve got.

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