Song for David Jones

& so we opened our eyes to his world of tragic beauty

I can still see it now, shining immutably

Enrapt & sure,

Alive we were that day.

& tho my words ring out like raindrops, amid the fiery hiss

it's not hard to see, something's gone amiss

you can light a match,

but you will never win that way.

"Ah sweet destruction" the villans say.

But there's no romance in the way they close the doors upon infinity.

Their insurrection grows stronger by the day.

But while the night is young, the war is won our way.

& so we opened our eyes…

©1999 Esse and the Brave New Sounds.