Madeleine

Who dreams of warm bars, moonshine dancing on the pier, a door always left ajar, forget that path to fame, your time's laid down here, no more running for planes, everything around not far, only dreams break clear, by bycycle or by car, give no credence to trains, that suddenly appear, like drifters across the plain, always laugh at the stars, you won't keep shedding tears, pearls form in small parts, around an exercise yard, contain your fears, whatever passes in the dark, another ship sails near.