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Than Never?

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05 Better Late Than Never.mp3

Better Late Than Never?

Composer:   Ed Hooke
Date of Composition/Copyright:   2002
Date of Recording:    2002


Commentary
About going running (inspired to do so by Hirva Trivedi in Mumbai) up to Alexandra Palace park and thinking about my life around the time of my 40th birthday. 






Shut the door behind you,
then down the stairs.
Run slowly up the street
in trainer-tracksuit uniform
on solitary patrol.

Paying little heed to dusk's celestial peacock,
dramatically indifferent to your disregard.

Clouds in the west are tickled pink,
 orange and mauve
as if the ebb-tide of the day is
sucking the sky of life away from you
in your slovenly pursuit.

Stumble heavy-legged
beneath a spreading blanket of vacuum blue
- azure discarded once again.

Close your eyes.
Count to a hundred
then you open them to find
the other children ran away.

Now they've grown
and they've got children of their own
so you run alone.

Is it better late than never?


Sweat-heaving body finds a bench
in the deserted hill-top park.
The sunshine-strollers have all gone home.
Do you always choose to run up hills
or are the hills just there?
- or do they choose you?

Ponder on a life that wandered lost and lonely
and staggered roundabout
until it reached this place.


Close your eyes.
Count to a hundred
then you open them to find
the other children ran away.

Now they've grown
and they've got children of their own
so you run alone.

Is it better late than never?


Regrets, you've had a few but then again no-one to mention them to.
The ugly duckling became a swan
but where have the others gone?
Did they fly towards the sun?

Cluck and cackle, squawk and hoot
goose, coot and mallard
glide towards their island roost
as night comes down.

Close your eyes.
Count to a hundred
then you open them to find
the other children ran away.

Now they've grown
and they've got children of their own
so you run alone.

Is it better late than never?

Now you've grown
and you've got children of your own
so I'll run alone.

Is it better late than never?