Tony's Songbook by Simon Ostheimer

Share this post

Exile

songbook.substack.com

Exile

Blue sky filters, windows shut, shafts of light, you can’t give up

Simon Ostheimer
Oct 2, 2022
5
Share this post

Exile

songbook.substack.com

Blue sky filters, windows shut,
Shafts of light, you can’t give up.
Sounds of blackbirds, voices shrill
Escape is near, got to use your skill

The door’s been bolted, curtains drawn
For so many years, was it at dawn?
that the soldiers came across the lawn
You can’t give up.

Your mother was twenty, you were just three.
Father disappeared, was he able to flee?
In the years since, you’ve been weaned on the war
But now is the time, you don’t want any more.

The lock it’s been snapped, key turned.
If the militia should get you, you’d probably be burned.
Forget about worry, resist all the haste,
The worst of the struggle, already faced.

Out in the open, almost blinded;
The sun is violet, you can’t find it.
Grass is blue, sky is red,
You’re UN-CON-DITIONALLY DEAD!

Copyright: Anthony Leonard Ostheimer (ALO), 20 January 1972

Thanks for reading Tony's Songbook by Simon Ostheimer! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work.

Share this post

Exile

songbook.substack.com
Previous
Next
Comments
TopNewCommunity

No posts

Ready for more?

© 2023 Simon Ostheimer
Privacy ∙ Terms ∙ Collection notice
Start WritingGet the app
Substack is the home for great writing