All The Luck In The World - Rue de l’Enfer

remembering a day
the broken boats of Noirmoutier the Atlantic salt collectors
set about their sectioned squares
a low straight road away
against the turning tide
we raced and thought we had time to spare but we got caught at the end of Rue de l'Enfer
forgetting everything
but how the ash felt as it left my hand and the words left to the wind
they keep echoing
memories unpaved and sorrows yet to fade we thought that maybe we could them there but we got caught at the end
of Rue de l'Enfer

Written by:
BEN JOSEPH CONNOLLY, KELVIN BARR, NEIL FOOT, PAUL WILLIAM WILKINSON

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