Kontekst: #19 / Fountains

I walked through the parks
The streets, and the fountains
The coloured mosaic squares
And the water jumping in the light
The fountains are singing
They are singing the songs that you heard a long time ago
But they crеpt out across the back fields in the dawn light

And thе songs that they sing rip the walls apart
And leave you no home for to clothe your heart
The songs of the great plains, the fields, and the deserts
Until everything becomes transparent