Catch a Spark

Dancing in the Dark Funny how songs stick with you,like they are just part of the air —part of life. I remember when I was a kid,sitting in a pub in the morning.There was a funeral:black ties,beer and wine,sad eyes and perfume. Someone crying softly,sausage rolls and spilt wine,morning light in the faded carpet,cigarette smellContinue reading “Catch a Spark”