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It is Saturday now
The sun like bleach on colored clouds
The heat is humming
The street sedated like me
I could stroll around for days
Pretend the dust covers up my trail
Hands meant to wave
Sweep the sweat off my face

I went out with wisdom to shout
Show treasures I’d found
Walk on waves
I will wait for this Saturday
To be washed away by rain

And the people all look light
Their destinies ahead shine bright
The trees wave joyously
The breeze from wrong to right
All the corners that I know
Are roots of emptiness that grows
Where sorrow slowly flows
I feel at home

I went out with wisdom to shout
Show treasures I’d found
Walk on waves
I will wait for this Saturday
To be washed away by rain

Now it’s after ten o’clock
I walk the street another block
I hum a waltz but I’m ready to rock
It’s still Saturday now
The moon a glare on darkened clouds
Words in whispers wishing they were loud

I went out with wisdom to shout
Show treasures I’d found
Walk on waves
I will wait for this Saturday
To be washed away by rain

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a Singer of Songs Barcelona

I sing songs in the bathroom. In packed and empty venues. In gardens, sheds and churches. Once in a weird Finnish gym and also in the oldest house in Switzerland. On a boat and in a bus and in a horse farm. In noisy Italian bars and spookily silent Belgian rooms. On my own and with people.
I sing songs and if you want, you can listen.
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