Let Danny Be

Thank you for the photographs

And all the letters you sent back

In December

Christmas I couldn’t get away

So I sent a card on boxing day

Remember

I swear one more month is all I need

To set out on my own and I’ll be free

Face down in the dirt

I let those torches do their search to try

And find me

But they didn’t stand a chance

So I lit a cig behind my hands

It was funny

What you thought had died in me still burns

I’ll show you the lessons I have learned

At your front door, when you go home at night

At your window, when you don't lock them tight

Making things happen, when you don’t want them to

In your back garden, oh yeah I want them to

I haven't seen our sons

Since old Mandela took his turn

To run our country

I tried so hard to make them tough

But girl, malaria is rough

They’re soft dear

I wish I could keep them safe from harm

I wish I could prise them from your arms

At your front door, when you go home at night

At your window, when you don't lock them tight

Making things happen, when you don’t want them to

In your back garden, oh yeah I want them to