The Quinn Twins and Harrison

Seedlings from a cherry sun
in midwinter leaf
the Quinn Twins and Harrison
(I’m keeping this brief)
for one little season
of star walk-on parts
the Quinn Twins and Harrison
in my heart of hearts

Beyond some horizon
of old history
the Quinn Twins and Harrison
are winking at me
voices of sweet treason
around themselves wreathe
the Quinn Twins and Harrison
as I live and breathe

The thin and the thick of it
the short and the long
from taking the pick of it
to making the song

There’s ruby red berries on
the dye-sinker’s tree
the oak’s great caparison
is green as can be
coal nymphs at each orison
repeat a rosary
the Quinn twins and Harrison
have had two or three

You take your step back and when
you’re in the right key
songs make you look again
and help you to see

The Quinn Twins and Harrison
from over half-way
to no good comparison
and things still to say
there’s one lost in Africa
and one to the pit
and one I can never figure
yet where he’ll fit
You slip the bad tackle, then
you find yourself free
songs lift you up again
to where you should be

Surrounded by Palais lads
in some lost car park
them don’t dilly dally lads
a three-in-one spark
young Harrison’s hovering
with his gum shield in
the Quinn Twins are sovereign
before they begin

The thin love, and thick of it
the right life or wrong
even when you’re sick of it
too weak to be strong

The Quinn Twins and Harrison
and me in one song
the last chorus carries on
for who knows how long?

The thin love, and thick of it
the short love and long
from taking your pick of it
to making your song

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