Niaim

You wrap time around a wheel, say music is your key, a place to make you keen, your laugh a generous frown, rain sweeps across the lee, you always hear me out, just won't let me sleep, a creature lost in Cafe's, no one to hold the key, your Blues makes it real, a relic of the sea, hoping is not so easy, you make circumstance your own, help me with my history, never just a drop in town, great perspiring oratory, makes no sense to me, without your sweet feeling, a kind or hard necessity.

Natalie

Spring blesses your name, our ship sails with bells, will I see you again ? that hurt we disown, tolls like a knell, loss is sometimes total, not only children drain, the uncertain wells, by sounds of playing, lemon trees groan, their blossom intense, log trains climb and moan, broken bars blaze, all part of living hell, everything softer after the rain, if i could only sell, or catch those missed days, where an oracle tells, why you went away.

Maria

This constant whine, makes everything blue, wishing for another time, you weep with ocean groans, escape all what's bothering you, forget life isn't a loan, shopping malls dinging chimes, bring you lassitude, cities are full of crime, finding luck or a bone, plays you no tune, each day is a groan, but is this the reason why, let me give you a clue, not some place to hide, what's wrong with trying, and loving the few, hugging and dying, dancing around you.

Milly

Is this what prison's for, to drink illicit sisters' whisky, on your own, but in a daily reality, we work this territory, wishing we were free, no one really gets over, all the time saying please, being on your Jack Jones, you look at deserted trees, feel your swollen feet, rain falls across the sea, in hushed magenta tones, behind a troubled serendipity, you speak like a drone, they say you've been honed, to numb away the pity, a lovers' voice tolls, do this for me !!

Maisie

Last act of of my rage, furious eyes cyclone, don't go dancing again, the ribbons of a fight, wild sunlight on her bones, there are no second lives, she'll go anyway, a dancer's last throw, forgets yesterday's shame, tethered like a kite, i struggle to explain, maybe in a little while, she turns away her face, smiles at the angry tones, another one to blame, the useless games, we play when we're alone, in different ways, she's gone.

Madeleine

Who dreams of warm bars, moonshine dancing on the pier, a door always left ajar, forget that path to fame, your time's laid down here, no more running for planes, everything around not far, only dreams break clear, by bycycle or by car, give no credence to trains, that suddenly appear, like drifters across the plain, always laugh at the stars, you won't keep shedding tears, pearls form in small parts, around an exercise yard, contain your fears, whatever passes in the dark, another ship sails near.

Martina

Our togetherness marks, what gets lost with time, futile to start, as if beyond the war zone, peace replaces lies, to settle in our bones, her eyes sweep the bar, she says, with bright surprise, bums never travel far, my hand holds the phone, sweeps along the line, does she want to die alone, shiny as a celebrity's car, she asks for more wine, her smile like a box yard, who needs to be hard, when she's up this high, I look to the stars, don't ask me why.