© Christopher Raine


Can you see me in your sunlight,
reflected by the sea,
where time is crystal amber
or frozen, somewhere in-between?

Will you ponder for just for a moment
when you think of you and me,
of the friends and the old neighbours,
and other things you used to see?

Can you feel from that penthouse
the texture of your dreams
the colours and the flavours
and the places you have been?

Succoured in a mirrored palace
the windows reflect what they’ve seen
from the shadows and open curtains
to the open spaces of your means

I’d love to be your knight in armour
or something like that old theme
I’ve never been that much for romance
but it’s all that’s left of me

If you should fall from your tower,
a broken doll with broken schemes,
you’ll find me down here waiting
or somewhere, where I dream