Matt Ralph/Music (Page 17)


East St

(c) words & music matt ralph 2015 On the sixth floor of a high riseWith the smell of mould and leaking gasIt’s rusty rails and a view out to the seaWas my first pad on east st If I could go back to that time togetherOf diamonds and pearls lying on the beachIs there something I could say or doTo keep those shadows out of reach? Days past since those times we spent togetherLiving high up on...