I have prayed – it is not my survival
Alone I pray for that would make no sense –
I am joined – a pair that knows no rival
Is my sole unity – and my defence
Its power, we believe, is finally God’s
Redeemed in love we overcome all odds.
In Fulham full of misery
I had a friend, I had a choice:
Two parts in Scotland, offered me...
I see you solo in the shadowy house
You move from room to room, you stroke a cat
You listen to a tape...