October Skies

October Skies

Rows of dust brick buildings stretch on as silent as the night
Like an orange prophecy in the streetlamp glow
Unfufilled and waiting.

Sixteen and sailing, searching along the dark starless horizon
For a question and an answer.

October is when things happen.

Buzzed with the sharpness of cold and direction
Excited to find friends and never forget them
We walk down streets that cry out as our own
Fearing the fangs of a winter alone
We are drawn together in shelters against the night.

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Winter of course drags on for too long
Unable to burn out, it fades like the rain
That falls on the sludge left after a snowstorm.

The nights are too cold now to blanket the streets
The prophecies frozen in ice,
The holy kids escape to their houses
To look for answers in coffee and TV and home

Lonely January fades like the snow.

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Snows will thaw and turn into salvation,
To sunshine and grass and green and blue

The skylines of summer stretch on to forever
We make use of the light with friendship again

Lying in fields we forget our existence
And we keep making our plans for the day and the future
Because in summer time doesn't exist
Summer lasts forever
Or it seems to.

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So when summer starts changing to darkness and rain
We are energised and baptised as life starts again

Then days of night are started together
We see God in cigarettes and bottlenecks, purple sunsets and misty rain on our faces

We thank starless skies for precious October.