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Liverpool Dream

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The skies were fused with clouds and thunder
Lightning coursed in stolen gowns
Strange visions danced like ghosts before me
Man’s old plagues despair and doubt
They nagged and gnawed inside my head
My senses reeled I found no rest
Where bold men step no wise Angels tread

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 So I sailed off on the ship of good fortune
For my hopes here were ripped at the seams
Her tall topsails stitched up with God’s courage
Her cargo hold seethed with my dreams
And when the rain starts to seep through
A hole in your heart you’ll take any way home
By whatever the means

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 There’s a lad in the terrace there standing
His days drag their heels in the mud
But here at least he becomes “Someone”
And he’d come every day he could
His bitten nails stuffed into his pockets
With his hopes and his prayers and his wishes
And the splinters from those made of wood

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 In the mists of confusion and waking
When the days stretch with boredom and yawn
Shanks stands ‘neath the light with a smile on his face
Says: “If it’s football you want son, come in”
As the sun races freely in splendour
And the moon picks her clothes for the night
Shanks stands ‘neath the gates with a smile on his face
Says “There’s a place here for all son, come in”.

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/liverpool-dream/