Contra - Henry Green

Breathe in the smoke

They won’t know

It’s the case we lose

That teach us when to leave

And where to go

A space to roam

Where the air is clean

The breezy sea to hold

Encase it all

In case it falls

It falls

And I can’t see where the water ends

But I can see how time sent bends

I can’t see where the water ends

And now I see the ways the waves push against

So roam