Athens from Athens by Elizabeth Morris

City roofs warm the morning light
You're sleeping in
Your body wrapped in hotel white
I didn't realise that I'd been feeling tired

But in that place where we felt young
We realised just what our lives were for
A taxi driver says
We're too young to know

In Athens where we laid our heads
And dreamed of bigger things
Something changed in me

An old man reading a newspaper
You're drinking tea
A pigeon flies close to me
I feel the traces of antiquity

Talking for hours sweet and mad
We tire of words and
Go out for a walk instead
In Exarchia hope is laced with dread

Our world is blue and white
And dirty and clean
And so much bigger
Than you and me

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