Sarah Three

Can you identify, that easy thing, between moon and sky, what has been emptied, makes other parts slink, by this dockside, you don't need an inquiry, where truth is bling, and then buried, who needs a dime, when we all drink, at rich man's good time, some drive a Chevrolet, laugh as they fling, what makes them happy, each walk of life, ends in a blink, some kiss their wives, in summer's twilight, you might hear it ring, a bell on a kite, where all thoughts lie.

Sarah

Don't blame it on fate, that love doesn't exist, a trick played too late, the earth groans, like it has a stitch, it's not me gone home, will something change, depends who's playing this, it'd be a cheek to say, spin around my show, take music from the hits, scream them from your iphone, hearts spin in this space, tumble in the pits, waiting for a date, a dancer from another zone, with a yellow list, turns to me and goes, life's always a race, when you figure it, always shows its face, when something’s missing.

Asia Four

It's quiet here now, your once surly needs, more heat off your brow, I can see the waves, where praise be, you know what I give, there's cold in my bones, I lay back dearie me, my face like a stone, grant me the days, where I run carefree, through the fishing gates, men with barren tones, say have a drink on me, cry on my shoulder, they plead for a stay, beyond their wife's reason, I'm just the same, in the blue dawn, a chime in the Belfrey, I make my way home, look out at the sea.

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.