tears of the morning
I am a late kindle
a heart full of wine
mended and scared
and once thought divine
now dear will be autumn
and winter as well
my lost old friends
wishing them well
dear in this summer
warm like a memory
light from a candle
shines at the last
hot still the ashes
hearts that were burnt
outside the door
I still hear them call
hearts of feathers
tears of the morning.
lodato
lyrics 1980's music 2019
I like to hear this one at Autumn time.
Richie Lodato- playing from a gut response ever since I could communicate. Daddy got drunk then played guitar for me.