SAFE behind these windows

and these PARapets of stone

GAZing at the people down beLOW me

ALL my life i watch them

as i HIDE up here alone

HUNgry for the histories they SHOW me

ALL my life i memorize their FACes

KNOWing them as they will never KNOW me

ALL my life i wonder

how it FEELS to pass a day

not aBOVE them

but part OF them

and OUT there

LIving in the SUN

GIVE me one day

OUT there

ALL i ask is ONE

to HOLD forever

OUT there

WHERE they all live

UNaWARE

..what i'd GIVE

..what i’d DARE

..just to LIVE

..one DAY out THERE....

out THERE among the millers and

the WEAVers and their wives

THROUGH the roofs and gables

i can SEE them

EV'ry day they shout and scold

and GO about their lives

HEEDless of the gift it is to BE them

..if I was IN their skin

i'd TREASure

EV’ry instant

OUT there

STROLling by the SEINE

TASTE a morning

OUT there

like ORdinary MEN

who FREEly walk

aBOUT there

JUST one day and THEN

i SWEAR i'll be conTENT..

with my SHARE.....

_won’t reSENT

_won’t desPAIR

..old and BENT

i won't CARE

i’ll have SPENT

one

DAY

out

THERE...........