Boyhood games in metal cages

Fight back sleep; it only wants to bind you, so you
Can dream that you are far from problems,
Climb from this grave, like the ghost they think you are,
And walk this town, with your head high.

Let us leave and sink into the time stream
So we can see the days that you were happy
Playing boyhood games in metal cages.

We were young and full of smiles.

White as a sheet, your face is drained of colour, it's time
To speak so you can shake a conscience.
I still find it sad, as I grip this cold fence,
This concrete ground, is so empty.

Let us leave and sink into the time stream
So we can see the days that you were happy
Playing boyhood games in metal cages.

You were young and full of smiles
The playground was like a fortress
And the skyline stretched for miles
In the days when friends were friends.

We were young and full of smiles.

By Chris Yeoman 07