Cooma

Socks on, shoes off.
Door closed, unlocked.
Waiting on the breeze.

Build in youthere.
A passion and no care.
Listening for the leaves.

And I'm trying to discover what a silence is-
Inaudible but held.

Finding emptiness here in Cooma's air.
An emptiness I need.

White water on the river
Fishing for brown trout.
Never caught one but I'm told they're here no doubt.
Light up on the hillside, company at night.
In Cooma waiting, waiting for lonliness.

Amber flames to amber
and wine so I remember
as soundly as they sleep.

Halr floors for a head
No comfort for a bed.
I can hear me breathe.

And I'm trying to discover what a silence is
Inaudible but held.

Finding emptiness here in Cooma's air.
An emptiness I need.

White water on the river
Fishing for brown trout.
Never caught ome but I'm told they're here no doubt.
Light up on the hillside, company at night.
In Cooma waiting, waiting for lonliness.



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Writer(s): Keegan Joyce
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