Its A Wonderful Life

It’s a Wonderful Life

by Paul McCann .

The harbour lights they shone down on a town fast asleep

and the sound of the winds around me

and there’s no place to go so I walk through the snow

and I’m trying to keep warm through the night .

Lying down in the city with the dogs at my feet

and they don’t ask anything  from me just my silent company

until the early morning light and they don’t bite or want to fight with me   .

Lying there  at the station with the rats around me

and the city is a cold old place to be ,

but the rats they don’t care as they scurry here and there

and they try hard to keep away from me

There’s no welcome mats for scary dogs and hairy rats

and its a merciless life on the streets

for people like me who you’ll never see

and it’s a wonderful life after all   .

It’s a wonderful life yes its cuts like a knife

and I won’t let it get the best of me ,

yes it’s a wonderful life

and my only advice

is to accept how everything must be  .

Lying there on the grass ‘

wshing the night it would pass

and its dangerous life    on the streets of Belfast

but the dogs and rats around Unity Flats

they’ve got no problem lying next to me .