Who do you tell?
How can you tell when a place
has no soul?
It’s not really a hard question
to answer
I just think count the number
of people
Who if you stopped to ask
the question
Would try to just tick the box
don’t know.
I pay tribute again/East Coast Tribute (excerpt).
I pay tribute again/East Coast Tribute
Recalling Browne’s
For a Dancer
I’m not sure
what it is
about these days
that reminds
me about those times
on the East Coast
and of that Christmas
in 73.
Lets talk about poverty not austerity (excerpt)
I watched Joseph Beuys and his coyote
I didn’t get it. But I got Dusseldorf.
Do you know what I’m talking about?
A square that was never a square when it was a tram stop!
