Sean Four

Do you think when beat, perhaps with a common air, you can rescue everything, if love’s the same, heaven’s a place to share, with my good name, when in depths of need, have a go at taking care, it's not easy being free, getting there’s the game, never short of pleasure, when it's up the lane, I know how to keep, a wooden face on stairs, bars are my sole conceit, anyone I can tame, mould on hard chairs, maybe use the chains, will anyone see, the gaps between my hair, eyes lit up like kerosene, my breath gone somewhere?