THE OLD STREETS OF PRAGUE
by Gerald G ©2024

Verse 1:
Gray socialist squares under winter-dark skies
Walking past statues with watchful stone eyes
Far from my Melbourne home, twenty-three and alone
Through the mist of my breath, watching stories unfold

Chorus:
In the old streets of Prague
Where the past meets today
Where the shadows hold secrets
And strangers don't stay.

Verse 2:
Met an old vendor selling wooden dolls
His weathered hands told tales of Berlin's walls
Shared bitter coffee in a basement café
While outside Trabants rolled slowly away

Chorus:

Verse 3:
Then in a doorway, her smile caught my eye
Red lips and dark hair against twilight sky
No common language, just glances and touch
One night of freedom that meant so much

Chorus:

End

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