Pigeon Song

London, did you have to take my child away?
You buried him under rent and low pay
I’ve been cycling in circles ’round your empty streets
I’ve been searching in the pouring rain

I’ve been going alone to the cinema
I’ve been stealing all my food from the Electric Avenue
Now the pigeons gather ’round my feeding hand
And we talk till the evening fades

I have learnt how it goes
What you wait for never shows
And what you least wanted
Holds you down like a stone
Just like a stone

Now I feed the birds
Day after day
Only they can hear me pray for
A lighter heart, a lighter load
To be moving, moving, moving
My way home