Time After Time After Time

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© SnakeJar
time after time after time  

from the silt salt slime
of weston’s grime
perpetually grey 
sixty-three
was a summer breeze
from corcovado bay 

in sixty-five
we came alive
with desmond dekker
and the dave clark five 
when every track the radio played 
was a visceral thrill,
a purple pill,
a glider,
a lark on rodborough hill 

sandy cummings, is that you? 
is there something I can do? 
if I loved you then, girl,
I love you now 
as sure as the crow
that follows the plough 
it was clear as christ who loved you the most
‘cause my love for you was nailed to the post 

in sixty-seven
the colours came
with strawberry fields
and penny lane 
when every track the radio played 
was a cerebral thrill,
a guilty pill 
a couple of strokes ‘neath stanley mill 

sandy cummings,
is that you? 
is there something I can do?
 
if I loved you then, girl, I love you now 
as sure as the crow that follows the plough 
it was clear as christ who loved you the most
‘cause my love for you was nailed to the post

time after time after time