the son of deganwy

the son of deganwy
taken as a child
moved to a land
that was completely wild
strange was the place
that he grew in
the people would stare
and cause mischief within
days would pass
with nothing to do
and all the while
that boy grew
now he's a man
young and ready
with not a thought
or a purpose of any
people would think
that he's a layabout
but really they need to
look at the layout
there's naught but fields
and empty homes you see
the people around here
are always acting strangely
there isnt much
for a boy to do
nor a man really
you'd say he's screwed
but a move is in order
and if he can manage
then the girl on his side
will give him the courage
an advantage in mind
is what he has in truth
the way of a man
whose lost his youth
we've found ways
to play our songs
and managed ways
to get our words out
but people still stare
and its hard to break
all of the gaps
that keep us caked