Walls
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We lived in a house
With a big backyard When I was young Before life got hard We played on the grass Till the sun went down We laid on our backs And watched the white clouds Oh, my heart is drifting Over memories shifting We climbed in the trees Hiding under the leaves Imagined stories, created secrets That only we would keep Oh, sometimes I laughed till I couldn’t breathe Oh, sometimes I cried myself to sleep Inside your walls Under the stars Within your keep And when I grew up They broke your walls apart Created spaces for unknown faces On the blue print of my heart Oh, although you leave no trace behind Oh, I’m walking in the hallways of my mind Inside your walls Under the stars Within your keep Inside your walls Under the stars The memories sleep |
A nostalgic reflection of my childhood memories growing up in my family house in Johannesburg, which was demolished after my parents sold it in my early twenties. It was such a significant place for me and I lived there for 17 years before moving down to study in Cape Town. I still have vivid dreams in which I walk through the gardens and hallways in this place that now only exists in my mind.
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