Retreating along the fretboard
beneath a parapet of microphones she takes her shelter.
A single pigeon, She’s a lot like you,
She’s a lot like you.
Her silent language speaks of a landscape,
just hidden out of view.
And moving slowly she takes her pathways
as earthbound travellers do
But if you listen so very closely
you’ll feel her thoughts come through
She’s on the pavement beyond the railings
and she’s a lot like you.
Inspired by Aldous Harding with gratitude to Sir Paul McCartney