Asha

Laugh at hopes betrayed, gather holy things, take them to my grave, make me say a truth, to every little thing, notes arrive on cue, what a dance they make, on woven silks they bring, threads to hide their face, if only they knew, love is not a circus ring, but murders quite a few, smoke hangs in the rain, they ask me to sing, the songs of Billy Holiday, ships play lovely tunes, I really love the spray, it blows away the Blues, I’ll gamble it all and say, life to me is everything, don’t regret a single day, grey dawn's lightening.