Stray Dogs

(music & words: Dave Anter)

upon distant and foreign shores
anticipating future wars
a group of mean around
a drown woman's body

light rain on distant shores
loose construction with open doors
private homes and old hotels
empty rooms it's just as well

ocean temples and working men
ships at sea and more stray dogs
mountain roads the winding way
travelling all the day

pedestrian and bicyclists
moving on directionless
terraced fields among the mountains
waterfalls and high stone walls

we're all stray dogs
we're all stray dogs
we're all stray dogs