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the backyards of "old cabbagetown" - jack grunsky lyrics

see the squirrel like
a tight*rope walker
high on the telephone wire
see the wise and weathered chimneys
faithful guards with no desires
see the tattooed walls
of old brick houses
leaning towards the lanes
see the sun in the blood*shot eyes
of broken window panes
through the web of leafless branches
late winter trees
see the swallow in a “pas de deux”
with her lover, thе breeze

it’s a performance of
a pantomimе artist
silent smiling clown
unfolding in the backyards
of “old cabbagetown”

see the riderless rocking horse
leading the parade
of broken toys and broken stoves
and projects long delayed
see the rusty metal peeling
from garage walls like skin
and padlocked doors and shuttered windows
secrets kept within
and rows and rows of fences
that children love to climb
seeking out the passageways
that break through with time
see the colours gently fading
can you hear the evening yawn
lazy shadows stretching
over each and every lawn
over glasshouse patched
with cellophane
empty cans of beer
a chesterfield, a pick*up truck
old tires from last year
and downtown in the distance
like a back*drop stage light
changing the scenery
for the final act at night

- jack grunsky lyrics

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