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Slowly We Can, Carry On

Verse 1

Sunlight beams trap dust mites suspended in the heavy air       Floating up from the cushion on the old rocking chair   Gently creaking, early evening, tipping slowly back and forth         

Casting curvy shadows on the shiny parquet floor         

There’s a faded tapestry of her majesty,                          

She stares across at me                                                     

I’m sure she would agree                                                  

This is not how life is supposed to be                                                 

Verse 2

The window panes have turned blurry from the grime and rain    

Butterflies flutter by as random thoughts in my brain

Moving forms fading in and out, shouting vivid restless dreams   

Straining my mind to identify, what they might mean

but nothing makes much sense any more  

Is this the beginning?                                                       

the beginning of the end?                                               

I just want to hug and kiss my friends                                            


So I, sit in the shadows, playing my guitar

Singing with hope from afar

Slowly we can, Carry on

Find our way out and move on

Slowly we can,

We may be lonely tonight

I hope it won’t be too long

Slowly we can, Carry on


Verse 3

My gaze drifts over to a painting hanging on the wall 

a single sailing ship shelters in a Flemish port                

The sky is growing darker with a fast approaching storm                

A father and son rowing hard, trying to reach the shore 

There’s another picture, in the style of Van Gogh           

Sunflowers in yellow                                                    

A cry of happiness                                                     

Sad Vincent running from his loneliness


From isolation to desolation                                             

in suspended animation,     

then endless conversations ,                                      

with our ourselves as we sit alone.                                

So, I will write some words of comfort                             

And send my love to you.

© Rob Harris 2021 (music and lyrics)

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