People and places folk are strange
Pictures of faces captured in time
Speaking broken English riddles and rhymes
Watching the invisible clock eat time
Up and down the blue veins of England
And the long hard road of life
To here searching for freedom love and God
I neither feel young or old
Life seems timeless
Hundreds of miles from my homeland
A lone man
I’m moving through the land
With please and thank you on my hands
And please brother-sister understand
Here is my heart and here is my hand
Please don’t hurt me
Play the game will things ever be the same
Constant change sane or insane
Life’s the game
Forget your name they know your number
To this system, I will never surrender
My mind’s been bruised
And now it’s tender
A bittersweet taste of the future
The idiot is now the teacher
As the grains of sand fall from my hand
Time is passing got to move fast
These memories are fading Images of the past
Life is like a game of chess
But a pawn can get checkmate
Goodbye and God bless
– Paul Foulds
