Euan Macpherson
Old doors close, new doors open.
A spell, once cast, has now been broken.
Amid the deepest seas of doubt,
Wondering what it’s all about,
Or all the pain that we go through
To see ourselves born anew,
I wonder… did I win or lose?
Whose lonely guitar plays the blues?
And does it matter, anyway?
The past has passed; this is today.
And after all the pain and tears
To close the book on eight long years,
And carry on, no time to heal,
Sometimes not knowing how I feel.
And yet, no matter how I try
It’s still so hard to say “Goodbye”
And then to start again once more
Like so many times before
But does it matter, anyway?
The past has passed; this is today.
Then there’s the son I left behind.
How long will I stay on his mind?
Will I be a distant ghost,
No longer the one he loves the most?
Sometimes there’s nothing we can do
Except start to build our lives anew
Spinning round on Fortune’s Wheel
With all the emotions that we feel.
But does it matter, anyway?
The past has passed; this is today.
Euan Macpherson is a published author from Scotland.He has written several plays. Blood on the Tay was performed in Broughty Castle by the Open Door Theatre Company in July 2001. He is a Lecturer in Communication at Dundee College.
