Please excuse these disorganised thoughts
I’m leaving you a rather melancholy picture but in the depths of my heart i’m happy
I have spoken frankly
Forgive me
I stare out into the warm glow
Of a london sunset
On the afternoon before the apocalypse
We’re all out of time
We had five years left
But it’s alright we’ll hold hands
As it all ends
As the night draws near
I confront my fear of the eternal dark
This one moments all we’ve got
Sitting in this park
We both knew it would end
Before the bad times could start
But our love’s eternal
You’re always in my heart
I wander through each charterd street
Near where the chartered thames does flow
And mark in every face i meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe
In every cry of every man
In every infants cry of fear
In every voice: in every ban
The mind-forged manacles i hear
How the chimney-sweepers cry
Every blackening church appalls
And the hapless soldiers sigh
Runs in blood down palace walls
But most through midnight streets i hear
How the youthful harlots curse
Blasts the new-born infants tear
And blights with plagues the marriage hearse
The sky falls down
There’ll be hell to pay
What a beautiful day
The sky falls down
There’ll be hell to pay
What a beautiful day
The hill stretched far above the skyline of concrete and glass
And the silhouette of the city was outlined on the horizon
I traipsed through the long grass and came to an edge
The sky opening up before me as it blew up in streaks of orange and pink
You could almost even see the stars tonight
A blissful sky broken only by the dim, distant glow of the north circular
Quiet suburbia was slashed in half by westway billboards and the wembley arch
That day, i felt so close to the heavens that i could almost touch them
You were long gone but your presence still remained
It was a beautiful day
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