Faces and open spaces
Created | Updated Jul 13, 2005
Come up, alongside and
Under the traces
Of different places.
The strange feeling
of wheeling and dealing
Steps up the paces
In all of those places
You wanted to leave....
So then you go back to the places
Where things were at the right places
Where faces are faces
And people are places
But then those faces
Aren't in those places
Then's time to change
Both faces and places....
And how, just how
Can it be solved
When you're so old
You ought not to be told
You wanted to leave?