I never thought I’d write a potential – maybe unlikely, thinking about it – ‘duet’ skeleton lyric where a ghost gets to talk to a signpost about brick walls. I must still be running a temperature from my latest cold. Anyway, here it is all dressed up in some of Folkestone’s graffiti art.
See what happens to the old brick walls
When the ghost comes out at night
She screams and howls at passers by
Under a crescent moon’s half light
The sign said ‘Graffiti is illegal’
The sign said ‘Just go away
This is no place for a ghost to be’
She just smiled and had her say
“I may not be allowed here
But you can’t deny me of the chance
To dress up all forgotten bricks
And set them free to dance
That way they get to live again
That way they get noticed at last
All dressed up in their new designs
They can leave behind their stone-broke past”
Next, there’s one from Charleville-Mézières, The Ardennes, France from two years back. I like this one.
If you want to see some seriously great graffiti you ought to visit the blog of a lady called RESA from Toronto. The pics she takes and posts are something else. If you’re not following her already I recommend you do.
Music time. My song ‘Forced Practice’. The title made me think about the ghost and the issues she had with the signpost. I hope you enjoy;
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