SHADES OF VICTORY

Streams of colour
We redrew in monotone
Shades of victory
Girl after girl alone
We watched our lovers flee
The devil to dethrone
Today is ours once again

Run from home to home
To spread delirium
A battered xylophone and a dusty drum
Pounds out a call unknown
In seven summers gone:
Today is ours once again

Aren’t we the picture of good fortune!
Nothing else will ever matter again
…so they say

Into the fountains we
Shall dance the war’s demise
Flowers to the knee
And higher as dresses rise
Caught up with wonder she
Lifts up her mournful eyes
Today is ours once again

Aren’t we the picture…