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• Artiste: BARNABY BRIGHT
• Titre: Kissing Tree
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Staring at the painting in the corner of the garden I remember being here with you Underneath a woven roof Of latticed wood and ivy and the hissing summer leaves I was twelve and you thirteen We called this place kissing tree Remember how we found them the painting of the angels? They were put out for the garbage man With folded wings and holding hands And in a darkened corner of A garden by the sea We made for them a canopy Of latticed wood and summer leaves Kissing tree... Resting in the feeling of my hand inside the Earth And I see ghosts inside the greenery Endless shifting scenery Of dancing light upon the rising shadows on the leaves I remember vividly the angels and the kissing tree On the day we found them, the painting of the angels There was broken glass along the shore From the rains the night before And in your mother's garden as we lay upon the leaves... I was twelve and you thirteen Underneath the kissing tree Kissing tree... Staring at the painting in the corner of the garden I remember being here with you Underneath a woven roof Of latticed wood and ivy and the hissing summer leaves I remember vividly The angels and the kissing tree