Between the Cloud and the Field Part2

Between the cloud and field (Part2.) In your dying days The nights were not enough For in fits and starts Your faltering heart Gave up diamonds in the rough In fields sown for us I hear strangers’ feet You are now between the cloud and field Just out of reach And now I take the time To take my time To rise early, clear in thought And express myself in rhyme Have I seen all there is to see? Done all there is to do? I certainly feel I have already made all my mistakes Including you Your breath froze Like all the things You cannot say with prose Your eyes closed And they will not open Even in my dreams That part is broken There has always been a knocking at my door Telling me not to let my mind beat me Not to bite the hand that feeds me And I have lived long enough To have seen and done much more The neighbours at their windows Looking out, reflecting the grey Do not realise They see a ghost of me today And in the city The telephone wires that surround Mark out commercial battlegrounds Where children play on nameless streets This is where we find our feet I beg of you You, whom I do not yet know Think beyond your learning Look beyond your yearnings For what is chosen for you Will not sustain you, you know For, rich, in a high townhouse Adorned with trophy and accolade You are merely preparing for the mistakes You have the money to make Tend to your thoughts As you would a garden Do not let your mind become overgrown At the end of the map At the edge you dare not point to I will be there, shouting Do not leave me alone I am trapped Between the cloud and the field Forever in battle With no army to yield Make the bright sky break above me I pray for that relief When the clouds part Allowing the light To shine on all the grief I shall fly to the soft To the wings tip With the strength not to feel And I will no longer be caught Between the cloud and field