Joe Two

In a room that creaks, listening to the rain, she turns to speak, this is not my tune, she says, the song is too crude, walls washed green, the moon hesitates, it knows where she's been, Paris and sunlit avenues, not something on planes, free from the crew, wrapped in a cotton sheet, she pulls at my traces, her long gait and knees, outside a Magnolia tree, the bed's like a cradle, you can smell the sea, sometimes she squeezes, from one life taken, a manner to sleep easy, love marks her day

Joe

pull on your kitchen gloves, take your time, say you're no longer in love, remember which tune, that hits broken lives, it’s still ringing true, heaven's a cover, when you reach that line, it sings in your blood, want me hum it for you, make the clock fly, run outside the room, hold to those who scrub, live generous lives, don't always get the rub, like you never rue, the mysteries of your crimes, hear the wind go boom, listen to what's above, shudder with the wine, fly like a released dove, don’t be frightened.

Paul Four

Don't fall for anyone's Blues, sing on the wire, you always pay your dues, life isn't a stone, taken to the fire. why should you atone, whoever reads the news, think who’s for hire, make your own truth, a philosopher in your bones, say poison your desires, find your own home, read every book, anything that inspires, don't overlook, your little place of ruin, why be a denier, the tax man plays his tunes, wants each little piece of you, anyone can inquire, don’t give them a clue, you're not a liar.

Paul Three

Drunk enough to ask why, accept she's been chosen, before you deny, or fall from her crazes, what she tried to provoke, with stupid phrases, sing instead her favourite lines, our time goes by unspoken, accept heaven's cry, outside of all your praises, do not shrink nor coax, those wonderful ways, at the grave in time, to verify love's cloaking, a cloud sails the sky, what settles on your face, on these cold bones, when you blow the traces, a flower at your side, a piece of stone, more than any pride, just some little token.

Paul Two

What you call consistent, remains being single, swallows all resistance, your search for the breeze, sometimes the tingle, the water wrung Belfrey, do you hear the listless, an assembly of jingles, the things that you kiss, your quotation of pieces, you learn how to jangle, away on the sea, do you stand faceless, each time dangle, a wind-lashed promise, that you tend easy, instead of the ring, like a rainbow tailed fish, turns a sunlit vista, beyond tides and shingle, what’s not to miss, when you bring trinkets?

Paul

Why live in a haze, fight battles with the wind, battered like cellophane, best not to moan, burn or skim, life is only a loan, when you buck the rain, scour the land, for that perfect bargain, in your worn-out clothes, pick up your drums, you're not on your bones, make a step change, blow ten grand, find love instead of trade, if someone groans, you don't understand, get out of that zone, chained to your days, let your dreams expand, in uncertain ways, be a legend.

Esme Three

My good parts, I firmly state, are for your heart, I look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything’s too soon, my eyes dart, wouldn't it be great, to make a new start, go and live in Vera Cruz, I’m poised but wait, don't need more bad news, a psychiatrist debarred, says emotion's only a name, I'll sell the car, we’ll take another route, I smile and hesitate, kiss before the curfew, you tear me apart, I'm a fool you say, you're not so smart, hold my face.