All around
Yes, both nearby
And far away
The discrepancies arise
Nothing is
As anything ever was
So why think to repeat
The thing you thought was only quite good
Better surely
To strike out for the new
To take the adventure
By the scruff of the neck
But how to do that
The Algarve; entirely by chance
Ireland; a real leap of faith
Atrium Prestige; no personal recommendations
Other than
All of those memories
About Leonard Cohen
And his muse, and his music
But back to now; the yellow and blue
Or anywhere nearby
Is surely off-limits
As also is crossing that airspace
