Monday, January 13, 2014

Flowers in yellow (the wind and the dove)

 Flowers in yellow, oil on card, 15 x 18 cm


Somewhere between the wind and the dove
Lies all I sought in you
And when the wind just dies, when the wind just dies
And the dove won't rise
From your window sill

Well I cannot tell you
Which way it would be
If it was this way too
For the wind and the dove
For the wind and the dove

And I am a child of linger on
I peer through the window gone
I am a child of linger on
I peer through the window gone

Somewhere between the wind and the dove
Lies all I lost in you
And when the wind just dies, when the wind just dies
And the dove won't rise
From your window sill

Well I cannot tell you
Which way it would be
If it was not this way too
For the wind and the dove
For the wind and the dove

And I am a child of linger on
I peer through the window gone
I am a child of linger on
I peer through the window gone

Lyrics, The Wind and the Dove, by Bill Callaghan, whose fine song accompanied me in my work.

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