Ron Hawkins - Anonymous lyrics

With a name unclear You could disappear among a million stars In collector lanes And commuter trains that feel so cattle-car anonymous While the memories and the poetry Attest that we were here There's a counterpoise There's a little voice that whispers in your ear "well, maybe not." But I can boast, you're not a ghost, no, you're a miracle All down the lane I hear your name, fragile and lyrical The telltale hints your fingerprints All the long sustains And the phantom pains that we still feel but never Dare to talk about Bare to let 'em out, above the sports and weather comatose Every moon and sun A quotidian tugging at the fetters Of your little seams and unspoken dreams Like those unopened letters undisclosed So if you bleed, and if you leave well, I'll shed tears for you And though it's grey, if you stay then I'll be here for you But if you go I hope you know I'll see you before I wake And in every nameless breath I take Of my high ideals That were only real, reflected in your eyes Just a tune remains, like an old refrain A dusty lullaby left unsung All my words deployed Like a stranger's voice, drifting lost and languid The eponymous, dark and ominous Trips like a foreign language on my tongue Just once again, call out my name so I can bury it This little corpse is just like yours Why should you carry it? And we'll defame, and betray those names that failed to honour us (they're only hollow words) Because it's so, you're how I know I'm not anonymous