Corys

Why pay a heavy score, almond eyes ruined, when love gets raw, if you feel my bones, drip like a scalded tune, you know what you've done, live life all the more, leave me here to stew, pray to a broken tort, why dedicate a home, only fools pay their dues, strung like freeway cones, divide me with perfumed whores, or other things you do, don't scream because, hard acts at this door, warriors live out of tune, who else knows their doomed, break holy orders, drain winter into June, all the stuff you swore, lightning the moon.

Anya Four

The one of you I knew, when life is short, would rage against these Blues, in this consumer light, you leave without a phone, it doesn't make you wise, nothing gives a clue, no print or written tome, your trail is not well used, do they know your plight, or try to stop you go, with your cards so slight, you'll never be a mule, that works to others' tones, put a stop to rules, the one I think I knew, wouldn't let condone, all the stuff we do, so far away from home.

Anya Three

Blows flame across my tears, share jokes in the dust, then disappears, I knew you in Gaol, a blanket for our trust, always cheers me never fails, what brought you here, in the leaden dusk, a woman once so clear, ice blue as the rails, a rider till she's bust, absorbed in all her ways, no one could get near, that spark that never shuts, a Swallow for her experience, haunts me like the deer, I did what I could, smoking a cigarette she appears, I put away the years, her lively face thrust, over mine a laughing beer, perfume like musk.

Anya Two

Say we up our game, see what there is to chance, shuffle the remains, listen to some wounded song, time would never lance, give us a need to belong, watching the rain, sheet down a broken path, why can’t we hail, ease of crowds and throngs, cargo ships and shining France, rooms with dark marks, red lips and white faces, cigarettes to smoke and laughs, wine to sip no disgrace, here we just bumble along, flying by our pants, hoping to right some wrong, a tree and bridge shaking, we shuffle by unlit lamps, kindness passes us waiting, crazed as tramps.

Anya

Since you've been away, we don't know what to do, but each night pray, you break the maddened stone, say it’s all up for you, no one keeps you home, to sleep this time of day, hear you sing the blues, nothing more to say, you say you have to go, to always play the fool, laugh like a bag of stones, the walls have turned grey, Gin is not your ruin, you've eaten all your cake, confined within that space, you've little need of truth, lilac as a snowflake, you sing the joy of praise, see the creep of moon, new horizons are great, you take them as your due.

Sophie Three

Living here's no paradise, it never makes the news, this place isn’t nice, but it could be great stars and sea like glue, stardust on our plate, all we need's a better life, show what we can do, to save us from the spite, our songs still resonate, a feeling without the Blues, won't find a better place, this district is our life, what it holds is true, naked Christmas lights, don’t matter what we create, to sing with our crew, we won’t hesitate, give us these winter nights, where we can live anew, even the way we try, to stay within the loop

Sophie Two

You appear stoned, your picture up in lights, or written on the wall, if love holds true, know which bells to strike, because they all love you, tell me you're not lonely, no matter how we fight, or beat our yellow bones, they call you Miss Fortune, pretty before your time, they don’t see your blues, the screams down a ‘phone, dreaming of paradise, a flame not at home, your big talented soul, that passes within our sights, the wind blows cold, clouds ride black and bold, across the winter fire, you sing less to atone, than sink into rhyme.