As Clouds Now Weep

A Andrew Blakemore Andrew Blakemore
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As through the winter's rain I go And facing chilly winds that blow, As I do wander here alone Along the paths of cobbled stone, The walls are steep on either side No home in which I can abide, For hopes of love have passed me by As clouds now weep and gently cry. Within the alley that I walk The feral cats begin to stalk, From bins upturned they follow me As if it is their territory, They see me off into the road They hiss and scratch and then they goad, For hopes of love have passed me by As clouds now weep and gently cry. Along the faceless streets of hate I walk along and cannot wait, Or stop to talk to those who dwell The people I once knew so well, Who now don't give me time of day But simply look the other way, For hopes of love have passed me by As clouds now weep and gently cry. As darkness falls I carry on My spirit's weak my will has gone, Yet in my dreams I think of you The only love I ever knew, Against the arch I rest my head And slowly make my sodden bed, For hopes of love have passed me by As clouds now weep and gently cry.

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