India

Love holds the door ajar, my heart is down the line, never know who you are, just sit around a Pool, trees wave in blended time, who needs more bad news, I ask about my Da, yes please another wine, lonely as a shooting star, everyone he fooled, in a poor jaded time, the hopeless the gullible, new homes shining cars, he didn't hear Ma cry, a house of stolen parts, including me and you, forget the hurt inside, he's a useless mule, gathered around the bar, we see the morning rise, one of us goes too far, fury in his eyes.