(2013)
Quite often I find myself running for the train in the morning.
#Run
Life rolls, in the sway, the ebb and flow of all matter Every pebble treasure is from the… Who cares?! One time
This morning’s focus is lost in my head This morning’s traffic made another one dead This morning’s talking points
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,
Those thunderous Gods whipping cauliflower petticoats sk… a shoes-off call to their pregnant… gaining weight against the light Insect flights, crackle rumble,
Oh the grand of Duke of York, he had ten thousand men, he sent them out to fight on a hil… while he sat back drinking gin. And when they were happy they were…
Oh! It’s late again caught the last train woke up to the fields to walk with my night friends I’ll teach the moon to eclipse
This women is the ocean, this women is the sea this women whose wobbles mean so much to me We could sail away forever
There was a dandy from Whittling who ate 3,000 peas in one sitting He finished and said “oh Dear” what a terrible idea and forever and a day he’s been si…
We lay on the beach saw, from shifting sand, a friendly fight, a dolphin show, a picture of us,
Took a ride out to the hill family of five tightly coiled shoehorned in a car late this song no this one
Striding with purpose I pass the perfume “No thanks” past glitter doll eyes and boxes to die for
Life This dot to dot beeb-bop melee of mish-mashed memories
All this talk, this chatter, this… back scratching, arse scratching v… bitching, territory marking, point… people boring, tit for tat, straig… out of touch, poker faced
Just a drop In the ocean Pretty pearl of glass Infinite reeling colours Inside
We dream of nothing sleepwalk to the end speak to no-one only pretend In front of my eyes is a picture