Asia Three

It's quiet here now, after fifty years of need, her face smooth as stone, can still see the grave, where praise be, one day I'll be saved, we come here under snow, in the land of the free, why god knows, give me a place, where they love excessively, each day's a holiday, geese with barren tones, make my neck freeze, wrinkled on my shoulder, they honk on their way, late for the season, I'm just the same, in the blue dawn, stripped down like a tree, between here and home, protestants and property.

Asia Two

I still hear me Da, laughing like a foghorn, it seems so far, happy he's not barred, or left forlorn, my ma besides me starts, when she stamps the tar, like a man o war, he won't cross the arc, right from the off, between them torn, in spite of great hearts, it’s not in the charts, my son knows the score', they’ve gone too far, a trip to the park, lipstick, a shirt that’s worn, under burlap in a barn, she'll ask that tart, love has no form, things fall apart, eyes on the tidal zone

Asia

You keep trouble at bay, this life requires, any problems look away, they pester you for loans, your eyes seek the tide, you know you're not alone, stumble in the roaring Hades, dampen any desire, it's easy to be brave, scared to your bones, please note you're not a crier, will you take him home, an offering to be saved, like a cold fish knife, awaits a lonely fate, a sail on blue waves, among candlelit signs, is this what you crave, a lover of the rain, or burning pyre, not what is on your plate, but a soul on fire.

Robert Two

Gnaw at cause betrayed, charter bitter holy things, clutch them at your grave, maybe you afford the truth, everyone's your cling, notes arrive just on cue, what a song they make, some curdled love they bring, everyone hides their face, you are a child of few, laughter is a wedding ring, who murders contrite news, smoke cigarettes in the rain, when called upon to sing, life is no field day, watching ships in the nude, you really love this training, salt blows away the Blues, gamble it all and say, life to me is nothing, can't kid bleak calendars page, or bright untidy coffin.

Robert

I'll have you know, what people feel, almost in the bones, that jilted smile's a strain, squirming in the creel, they see it anyway, take your time and blow, this nights without a wheel, the river always flows, why ask for rain, peer in mountain streams, they won't crow your pain, nothing to bestow, with other crazy schemes, your life's no picture show, a long time away, to live without appeal, now face each coming day, you don't have to borrow, or see how you've been, stay to warm your toes, maybe dream.

Roberta

Forget all these clowns, that come to woo her, half without elan, as loud as her woes, ships blow their hooters, every song sings of home, not just from France, but around each corner, who can fault her tan, she glides without a throne, the bars are full of losers, she'd rather be alone, nothing hits by chance, her certain eyes are ruined, everything comes to pass, barefoot she tries to laugh, she could never share, their hard countenance, strange that bearing down, should be a schooner, no sound of a police van, upsets this cruiser.

Martina Four

You'll pay a heavy score, my face is savage blue, love is raw, no sense of ease, always back of your Queue, you never once say please, are you divined by whores, sitting there in bloom, a fool for your cause, there's bad on this street, need you there for news, a flutter or a dream, hacking out your chores, you turn my life askew, I sweat in furious pause, can't you even see, they dance on the moon, like you used to breeze, why my lover roars, you never were my glue, sticking in my craw, your head full of tunes.