Uta

She looks upon nought's, like prayers to a priest, a levy on troubles brought, the way she drinks wine, doesn't trouble her the least, to look for other signs, why pretend at loving thoughts, if everything's so free, who objects to being bought, inflated by her own design, depends on how she sleeps, or seeks to undulate why, justice is always sought, when the world weeps, a flame that's always wrought, knows it cannot be bought, and certainly isn't cheap, shopping trips to New York, disguise her release.

Una

Lover tell me the truth, where time has no reign, when i searched for you, sweated for what's known, in motels along the highway, were you always alone, in my tears and blues, did you tell the same lie, there is not someone new, you could not throw, or achieve a better way, to give up that hi tone, even with my own curfew, love kills when i pray, and face the evening gloom, are you just being aloof, to spare me more pain, played me like a tune, are you gone by 'plane ?

Tina

A map,some perfume please, i'll try to find my way, or merely sign another fee, smoking my Camel Lites, just to hear you say, you want me to be all right, sharp shoes and Lycra fleece, money always tight, your art is a turbulent sea, shadows cup your eyes, do you plan to wait, to ask me the reason why, look at your battered ease, like a pirate fights the tide, heavy, scarred,released, how you hide your pain, somewhere a lover weeps, closer to the flame, your fragrance gently seeps.

Tracy

Your satin stringed tambourine, knows just how to send, prayers upon its wings, they ask me what i'd like, but i'm not your stipend, and you won't tell me lies, with someone else to see, don't make this a trend, you'll regret what i can be, forget the darling moonlight, i'll burn money without end, if it doesn't feel right, these twisted ballet scenes, i'll quarry you deep and send, you clattering to my knees, with all your tattered dreams, i'll mix you like a blend, call me your best friend, drag me into such schemes ?

Stacey

The outside light is ruined, shadows lie unbroken, she only wants her due, she's silent on wooden stairs, at what remains unspoken, a chorus chattering over there, her future isn't blue, guilt has to be atoned, knows what she's doing, like she's well unaware, a life on food tokens, she lets a smile unfurl, acts like you knew, she's leaving for the coast, nothing down for you, so you're not attuned, or your blood runs cold, she’s only told a few, her face like a stone.

Sola

You made that journey, i still lie prostrate, at your feet, from a nightmare scene, only eyes betray your rage, over bread, wine and tea, down fallen streets, you walk serious and staid, the last to be mean, i'm sitting on my heels, but your song still creates, those years of struggled feelings, you danced a treat, around what was our fate, only place left the sea, and what of me, whose hurt still resonates, the person you see, nothing to what you faced.

Shrina

Instead of killed time, in your place at home, please bring me turkish delight, whisper a tune, what's the use of growing cold, anything will do, thirty years of being kind, while you're on the 'phone, has gone on the tide, salt rims the dunes, crickets sing bull frogs croak, you sit in the room, if i asked for some wine, to shame this dull moan, don't ask for reasons why, or if i wouldn't mind fall on me like stones, aboard the shipping lines, just let's go.