Pale light

And bird calls

Before 5

It’s all yours

You stay cos

Before long

This town will

Be long gone

Aegean Blue, it’s bitter-sweet to hear from you.

Then dawn forms

And night breaks

In low light

With high stakes

If you’re blue it’s the simplest lines that turn out to be true

Then light’s change

And things go

These phone calls

I don’t know…

If you’re blue, keep the simplest lines for the hardest times

And barriers

And tube maps

A long route

To mind gaps

But hey you, it’s the simplest lines that turn out to be true

And hey you, keep the simplest lines for the hardest times.