Francine

Forget that you're better, those that you kid, could they stick together, the Fleet's here for booze, like little kids. and there's more good news, love is not undressed, where you laugh and skip, plenty of time to rest, no time for Tuesday's Blues, rolling off your hips, it's the time for truth, forget easy duress, or giving the slip, to hopes at their crest, wearing a little dress, kissing your finger tips, Juke Box at your request, would you be lesser, wonder if stripped, you still read his letters, wiser what you miss ? i want to tell the sea, from my roaring raft, there's still a need to dream, spirit an ancient worm, from our little chats, sail into a perfect calm, need to spell this clearly, roar like a big cat, say this's not some scheme, from a love that's torn, losing life on the flat, my giving isn't done, ride rails, fly across dawn, what we have left they ask, the ghosts, sat on bar stools bereft, in that sixties scene, when you left home, you didn't hesitate, to polish the chrome, the moon hesitates, it knows where she's been, the wind going boom hold the clock chimes, run outside the room, live generous lives, like you never rue, brave enough it rests nearby, what settles on the breeze to rescue God or try, brush away disease, laugh at why you're cold, what has come to be, dance on love you sigh, sing that song you sold, growl it like a lullaby, before you die you're no salamander. .panic shall not reign who holds their reins? best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, by Calendar or the sea, take Cium the bird who has flown, it was only fame, singing as she goes, drunk as a fiery contralto, dance amongst flames, problems the wind blows, the love that was shown, dissolves gives way, all that you owned, keeps you engaged. cafe's swell with rain, best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, don't let panic reign, like a hurricane zone, try to circle the domes, we are leaving Salerno, you have got my tone knowing not enough to see, would you let her tumble, tired of this campaign, across this shining bite, that gives no easy news, against the water's might, the Americas of circue. by mountains and ruins, lovers only hesitate she never left a family’s gate, but came here to sing, a woman who knows she's great, that beckons any time, next to me like a bride, around a constant why, the land within our sight, an old man and his wife, a voyage for the rate, set your almond eyes birds sing out of tune drain summer into June sweep up with the moon not present castigate, hope on a midnight wire, we are not alone in this lasting light, home provides no clue, God knows of your plight, don't try to collude, say your cards are marked, you're never that far, to stay where you are, in a warm hazy fog, and a veil across your face don't send me to Mars, from where you perorate. .