Let's Start Again

Let’s Start Again (4th May, 2011)

Let’s start again, let’s make believe
we could better this. I concede
that it’s my fault, the magpie girl;
one for sorrow, into your world
I spread my wings: black and white,
and all the shades of grey that
lie underneath, and in between,
the sheets we occupied by night.

Let’s turn back time, as Cyndi said;
put out the light, come back to bed,
and we’ll forget, be two for joy;
this lonely world we could destroy.
Can we transcend the little things,
watch bigger pictures swell and blink
before our eyes? Keep our disguise,
not let love push to this brink?

We could try, we could pretend,
suck the ink back into the pens
from all the letters that we sent;
rewind the weeks, switch the clocks
from BST to Greenwich Mean;
put today back up for rent;
unsay words that were unmeant;
retake position on the blocks.

Let’s start again, on New Year’s Eve:
I might repent, this time believe
that it was Fate, or Destiny;
unbury head from sand, count: one,
two, three. Let’s lower the sun
back down the sky; let’s wrap up warm
and stay inside; become the Sofa
King and Queen; reform YouAndMe.

Over your drink, you stare at me:
swallow or spit? So hard to see
which way you’ll go, as ice melts slow;
the cold just ours, the room aglow.
The chains of time weigh on me;
you’re not prepared to set me free,
my gilded cage, my heavy key:
‘Let’s start again,’ you say to me.