Roger Waters - The Last Refugee

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Lie with me now

Under lemon tree skies

show me the shy, slow smile you keep hidden by warm brown eyes

Catch the sweet hover of lips just barely apart

and wonder at loves sweet ache,

and the wild beat of my heart.

Oh, rhapsody tearing me apart.

And I dreamed I was saying goodbye to my child

she was taking a last look at the sea.

Wading through dreams, up to our knees in warm ocean swells

while bathing belles, soft beneath

hard bitten shells punch their iPhones,

erasing the numbers of redundant lovers.

and search the horizon

and you'll find my child

down by the shore

digging around for a chain or a bone

searching the sand for a relic washed up by the sea.

The last refugee