Many and Few

This is a LightHouse I painted a while ago. It reminds me of truth and hope

I wasn’t loved by many

I wasn’t loved by all

When people came a knocking

Round the back and to my door.

Don’t you think I knew it darlin?

Don’t you think I care?

Don’t you think it’s funny how

Those creeping eyes

Lay bare…

A story of the miners

Diggin’ deep for spoils

And gold

For seedy dreams all dressed

in brash and sickly sadly bold.

I wasn’t loved by many

I wasn’t loved by all

When people came a knocking

Round the back and to my door

Don’t you think I knew it darlin’

Back in 78

When a wife to her other

Was  talkin

bout love

rollin up too late.

Don’t you think it’s funny?

How you splash around those wares

Like the dreams were born of

Truth and hope

And love in length and cares.

I wasn’t loved by many

I wasn’t loved by you

But my forests on the low roads

Where the people dance and play

And the buildings you been buildin’

Aint never gonna meet that kinda day

Coz the start is still your ending

And your ending is your start

And the kind of love you didn’t feel

Missed a real and honest heart.

That’s not what ya got

Now

That’s a great big deal.
What you wanna do coz

In the grand steal

On goodness

You lost

The most.

Best not you
Boast.
dear.