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The birds were in the market square.
Your summer shawl was wrapped around,
Your shoulders in the evening air.
You tugged my sleeve, so I slowed down.

I smiled at how you love this place.
How all these things fill your eyes.
And as I bent to kiss your face,
You turned to me and seemed to rise.

And it was then, I saw the light.
I felt the air, go rushing past.
These things are fixed, now in my sight.
Your face. The fire. The flying glass.

I seldom drink, not since that night.
I've wondered if I were a ghost.
I've cursed at those who made that light.
Beyond these things I've missed you most.

When late at night, I dream of you.
The little things. Your face. Your eyes.
And walking in, our market, too.
But even in, my dreams, you rise. You rise.

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    My OpinionBeautiful haunting story. One of my favorite songs of the genre. The words suggest love lost to a terrorist bombing of a domestic place. Peter has said that Kitchen Radio (the album) was based on his own experiences, but I certainly hope this one is not a literally true story.

    For myself, I lost my wife to cancer a few years ago. Not a bomb, but no less devastating. Images burned in my head that I will never forget. And memories, little things, that make me smile when I see them, because I remember she would have liked them.
    cjbncon September 08, 2010   Link

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