Julian's Eyes

Softening the winter with his eyes

Sitting in the meadow in disguise

Feeling his way touching the stone

Watching the day through a telephone

Colours in the carnage of his hair

Lose it in the debris on the stairs

Feeling his way touching her hand

Making his way to the bandstand

He' s in the sky

He' s in the tide

He' s in the trees and the buzz of the night

Feet in the sand

Watching life through Julian' s eyes

Softening the winter with his smile

Sitting in the doorway counting tiles

Feeling his way touching life

Watching the day through quiet eyes

Elephants and spiders in his head

Capital letters green and red

Feeling his way making a start

Watching the day through cut glass

He' s in the sky

He' s in the grass

He' s in the wind and the curve of the stars

Feet in the sand

Watching life through Julian' s eyes

Feet in the sand

Watching life through Julian' s eyes

Through Julian' s eyes

Through Julian' s eyes

Through Julian' s eyes