Put The Past Away

Eamon Friel Cop.Con.

Lately it’s been slow
We’re of little interest any more
Rarely would you hear the sound of shots
So the camera crews
Disappointed at our lack of fire
They have flown away to hotter spots

And all the stuff they left behind
We’ll have it sorted soon
Let’s put all that behind us now we say
We’ll gather all the pictures up
The footage and the files
We’ll close the drawer and put the past away

It’s of no use now
Images in technicoloured tones
Here are streets I know, this is my home
Slowly colour fades
Over time it starts to seep away
Drains away like blood to monochrome

All the photographs and all the tears
And the faces some remember every day
And the names that we’ve forgotten in the years
We’ll close the drawer and put away the past away