Lost in the far flung and isolated pages
The people wrote some mad and bland
Attack at the heart of the union
They voted asked and signed to leave
Blind and hate wrung venting fury
I lose my words but I know my heart
The distance is the suffocation
An ending a tabloid dismissal
A slash against the future Forests burning not growing Together different with different minds
Different tongues, different lives.Brexit means BrexitI heard the ruler say But facing opposite directions
Could mean to walk toward not walk away Depending on the voting turnout.
We voted in rage and blame The divorce bill the lightning rodThis article cannot be trueThe single market So disappointing filled
With those who are not you
Lacking all that makes you precious Customs and exercise
I run and ride to forget But the lands of Europe wait there still
Golden and beautiful, old and young
The history painted in galleries
Funded by ambition and warfare
The oceans of cities
The beaches where the sons
And daughters settle in the evening
The son tells the daughter
Her nuance is her perfection
And he is an expert
I miss the land I miss your handEuropean seascapesAre the future backdrop we have lostHistory seems forgotten A tale of two states So opposed that were in loveAre now engaged in a separation
Started by the small majority of voters
Who cast their ballot for worse reasons.But the black votes are in
So we are now engaged in a separation
As wrong as Brexit
