Cesaria Sings
Cesaria sings
And takes me away
From the gloom
And grey
Of Glasgow
To a world
Of colour and play
Takes me high
Over endess rows of tenements
Empty bottles of 20/20
And queues for Greggs
That snake round street corners
Within seconds
I'm in a far better place
Sun beating down on my shoulders
As that soothing voice
Tells a story
That can change with every play
A song of loss?
Of pain, vengeance or joy?
It's left to the imagination
With those mysterious words
A never-ending toy
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