The concrete skies hang heavy
Over power lines, and railway bridges
And flyovers, and orange streetlights
And warehouse rooves, and factory units
But, don’t worry
About me, or my sister
We’re out late tonight
We’re out late tonight
We’re sitting in the dark
On the banks of the old canal
Watching the stars, reflect on the water
If you want to find us
We’re just waiting here
For something to happen
We’ll be late tonight
We’ll be late tonight
Just me and my sister
We’re out late tonight
I love my sister
And she loves me too
But, if you want to find us
Please don’t worry
We’ve gone fishing
We’ve gone fishing
We’ll be late tonight
We’ll be late tonight
We’ll be late tonight
Don’t wait up
How much longer
Will it take?
Just me and my sister
We’re just waiting
For the gates of Hell
To open up
How much longer
Will it take?
Just me and my sister
We’re here waiting
For the gates of Hell
To open up
Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.
