Una

They say up your game, stop living in a trance, you'll suffer what remains, I listen to old songs, ones that make me dance, , catch the need to belong, hear some blues train, snake through a naked gap, am ready for the fray, the salt of crowded bars, luminous ships and lads, the legacy of the stars, rouge my lips and face, why polish unlit lamps, when tunes start to play, better to laugh crack on, echoing in my chants, who's to say am wrong, seeking holy balance ?