Lyrics On Michael Street - David Keenan

On Michael street we convalesce
The neighbours speaking Polish do most of the talking
In the wild garden wrapped in blankets we watch the solar lights open their eyes at night
I'm afraid of this cowardly condition, though I'm here of my own volition
Spent by the sun and my skin is stinging
Excuse the pun but you are beaming

And I love you with no expectation
Sometimes I'm rattled by your name
Immovable rest upon your chest I hear the grass grow
Today devoid of confusions Inadvertently I make my way towards drainage
Confidently ploughing into my youth

On Michael street we boiled two eggs
You gave me a look of want I dug deep and passed the plate around
Of your body I am conscious of your being I am in awe
Walking barefoot across the kitchen you spoke of the wonders of trust
Fresh flowers and Brazilian music
There was a rhythm in the room of the home
We've come a long way since Christ Church in the cold

And I love you with no expectation
Sometimes I'm rattled by your name
Immovable rest upon your chest I hear the grass grow
Today devoid of confusions Inadvertently I make my way towards drainage
Confidently ploughing into my youth

On Michael street we convalesce