Scattered Black and Whites

I scattered black and whites
Crosswords through the bathroom door
Kneeling by and speaking up

I come back here from time to time
A thousand yards and whistles marching-band
She's listening to the dream I weaved today
Short trousers and a full dress uniform
Disjointed tales that flit between
And he talks of people ten years gone like I've known them all my life

A high-back chair, he sits and stares
I shelter here some days

I come back here from time to time
I shelter here some days
And my sister buzzes through the room leaving perfume in the air
And that's what triggered this
He reaches out and I take a massive hand

While someone sings the theme-tune to the news
I come back here from time to time
She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam