Opposite David O’Dowda

Where’s the buildings with our faces
And the roads that offer life
Where’s the opposite of roses
And the opposite of life alone

Where’s the roads to wander slowly
And the walls to block up in
Where’s the opposite of frown
And the opposite of life alone

Where’s the flowers from the garden
When the rose is almost done
You have petals I have fruit for you
I will love you till my heart is done