My Week [poem set to music[
Channel: tobydarling
Date: 2023-06-21

My Week

Em D G Am
Nine months yearning for heat
Em G Am Em
To be back on the Tanjung shore
D C G Am
But three days in the city's swelter
Bm Am G Am
Have me begging for cold once more

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I tried to get to Compton Lock
F#m D Em
But scared heffers blocked my track
F#m Bm
'Knee-deep in the salt marsh'
A C#7
Squelching in flip-flops, no way back

My decking's like a storm-wrecked raft
Fencing like splintered masts
Pigeons have shat in the bird bath
Weeds become masters at last

We stagger along like scarecrows
hatted with straw-filled pins
lurch from one flat white to another
minds like strainers of rusty tin

TJD
14/6/23

'Knee-deep in the salt marsh' is from T.S. Eliot's Gerontion.