Hermoine

You never say what's true, what you swore, sashay down a street with you, dance again to the moon, pray at some lonely door, my head full of tunes, why my lover groans, why say things like that for, why break my bones, only fools live like you, barking out your holy orders, shipping your life to stew, i sweat her furious tone, i am not divined by whores, sitting here in this gloom, i was a fool to leave you, i paid a heavy score, your face is blue, love is raw.

Holly

A strange need to please her, the sound of a removal van, it forgives all nerves, her offering is a tune, who could fault her tan, every song sings of ruin, she rides without care, the bars are full of men, turns her face to fares, ships blow their hooters, she glides with elan, passed sea green schooners, and barefoot prays to share, with loving countenance, gentle as the air, that laughing dare, not given by chance, certain eyes flash beware, she's coming around.

Hayley

Don't ever make a fuss, she carries yellow lists, makes room for one of us, your heart beside the freeway, chained against her fits, places she wants to reign, if you need a chorus, be prepared for this, simply do what she insists, she hisses find another Turkey, tells me seek a ship, knowledge is always hazy, feel the rain like dust, walk to middle distance, regulate by clock or bust, leave someone else who's nuts, on this road of whispers, is the sea in your blood, an Ocean floor to crash ?

Heysha

The wind's cool probate, opens our defences, who cares what toil it takes, if it brings us rain, to the cast we bend, we'll bear that pain, armies who here predominate, take our shy friendship, as tickets to replicate, their forbidden gains, drunk in their resonance, they leave us nothing, open to every gale, can anyone mend our fences, even as we castigate, we in turn collaborate, dressed like our ancestors, in ill lit clubs gyrate, twist and shout and shake, cheap perfume suspenders, how little to imitate, the inventive West.

Gena

Dancing alone you never say, i am cold in my bones, my daily struggle too late, at least by railway lines, waiting to atone, a thought goes wrong this time, it seems like making crazy, drifting like the Holy Ghost, it’s just my little way, stations don't get you high, or really can't condone, when you start to wonder why, tut as clocks hesitate, eyes hide the inner groan, but still take the strain, I'm beyond any delay, first class ticket or iphone, staying alive by rails, wishing you were home.

Galina

Sometimes you can’t explain, what hurts you deep inside, telling someone to their face, nothing in your eyes to gain, but an unforgiven lie, the way your lips feign, truth to a lover unbowed, or see her cheeks rise, gentle as she's proud, where she once jumped rail, found places safe to climb, beyond the walls of jail, a woman of love and rage, she beat out her time, tho' didn’t cap the flame, now she wears a shroud, no longer berates the sky, wooden box to the ground, is this really the place, to ask the reason why, uneven love blue as rain, desolation in your cry ?

Fara

She worries if anyone sees her, and wonders about her feet, each step taken with care, if she feels love, she knows it’s not to keep, dreams of that place above, every prayer takes her there, bars are her sole conceit, terrible singers hard chairs, raised every night to shove, when morning she's green, gets dressed feels the rub, if heaven is a place to share, those depths of need, she'll have a go at getting there, a wooden place that's fair, not somewhere beat, perhaps with a communion air, it'll rescue everything.