Ulla

Things you can't figure out, in the gentle rain, remind me not to shout, scrubbed by fire, I feel myself quake, it's only a small desire, hear what it's all about, terrifying good news, hotter than a pepper sprout, untroubled to conspire, I won't fly away, frighten birds on a wire, it's just a little joust, so hard to ascertain, if its more than nowt, he sits me on a tyre, in a clearings makes me say, the day's getting brighter, won't ask me why, we live like trains, roaring through the night, the earth moves again,