Everything Must Change
Charlton Haywood
Strangers touch, they brush with outside
Memories echo from the feelings we hide
Insects crawling round the dim lit lie
Everything change come the morning light
Shadows dance across the wall alive
Voices rising from the window life
Bodies shiver in dreams they divine
Everything change come the morning light
Everything must change
Days won’t seem the same – its a shame
It’s the price that we pay
Don’t be sad she said
Everything must end again
As a new day begins
The Field John Bish 2000-2001
