Hi Sebastian, are you thinking of me?
I'm thinking of you right now and miss you.
Wish we could go for a swim in the sea,
Or for a run and this time I'll beat you,
Or maybe not, but I might do one day.
From children's mouths come truthful words and pain,
At the station you said "You could just stay..."
And you and Olie ran beside the train,
And then your dad was gone into the dark
And your brother and you walked home alone
To your mum's flat across the windy park,
And waited many days for me to phone.
And I was just iniquity and sin,
With devils burning nails beneath my skin.
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