We lay on the beach saw, from shifting sand, a friendly fight, a dolphin show, a picture of us,

It’s three in the morning and my v… I see life as a stage and the danc… The sets and the clothes are desig… Or we’d crawl on our bellies and e… Life is a dance,

I sent you a form, you sent it back, not enough paperwork, the wrong kind of tax. I send you a message,

Dress them in factory grey and shi… add a splash of colour to stop the… Introduce drip-fed thoughts and th… Teach them to ignore their mind an… Stay inside when it rains, cos it’…

Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,

Life This dot to dot beeb-bop melee of mish-mashed memories

In a flash the whole beach lashed, laughed, as another siren painted… sky blue skin competing dashed to the submarine cold Hot little beach rocket bodies

For one endless song they dance. Shoes, clothes, kicked off to the night

Time is up time to senesce green usefulness sucked out left to hang our unburdened colour shines

To the ends of the Earth where the lava hits the air raw-earthly habitats To light the night

The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections

“All aboard”, the Captain cries music to my ears Up the fog soaked ramp the ocean mist already claims me into the wooden creaks

Stop being so still inanimate objects move to my will

We travelled back to old Italia wearing borrowed shoes and a ten g… tipped the driver for driving all… through the driving rain Oh - it poured alright

This women is the ocean, this women is the sea this women whose wobbles mean so much to me We could sail away forever