I buried him in a field Not far from a motorway That is where he was found Cold wet and shivering

I found him in a basket At the bottom of the stairs Asleep in his final dream

If you lock the past Within a box And lose the key The past will always Remain with you

Between Utano and Narutaki Stations There is a tunnel two hundred metres long Through which travels a lavender train

After church on summer days I used to lie on the roof Of my decrepit shed I had only one question As I looked into the blue Was I nearer to Heaven Or was I further away

I was told that I was the road But I was nothing like that As I represented nothing Just a chick hitching lifts Hoping to survive the day I soon learnt that many men Were just confused lonely boys To the man they were decent Almost heroic in their care Of a lost girl wearing […]

I am the educator I am wise Listen to me carefully Let me open your eyes

Go tell the dead men In the trenches That their wives And sweethearts Have written Perfumed letters Full of love And hopes For the future They are In this satchel Awaiting answers If I was brave I would burn These letters As their cold eyes Have no use For these Warm words now

je suis sage écoute-moi attentivement Laissez-moi vous ouvrir les yeux

For as far as the eye could see There was nothing but snow But I knew that you were there Hiding quietly within the mountains