Martina Three

If trouble's in your blood, in this place of whispers, who says it does no good, rivers you can name, don't need a chorus, repeat them all the same, times you say you should, be prepared for this, or go nuts, they'll find another way, just do what they insist, knowledge drives you crazy, maybe you need a hug, go away without a ship, rain that falls like dust, if you're free again, rush the middle distance, make the Ocean your frame, why choose, to worry about their lists, blow for tugs, you’ll ride the diagnosis.

Martina Two

How little you gesticulate, at your inventive best, when others sneer, berate, you open every door, mend all our fences, never get bored, shattered we begin to shake, drink like all the rest, we won't stop or hesitate, fools we sing forever more, you put us to the test, ask what's the score, the night's cool probate, resides in the West, no matter what toil it takes, forbidden troubadours, demand our presence, never leave us forlorn, but twist and name, whatever cask or blend, that sweeps away the pain, my good friend

Martina

Is this really the place, to start to cry, when even love is drained, the life around you shows, the best of times, now nowhere else to go, soaked upon the ocean main, the delicate airlines you fly, you always try to calculate, what there is to know, no longer hail the sky, wooden box or last throw, you once jumped bail, county lines let you by, beyond the spike of jail, your lips will never atone, for all the constant lies, like the stars grow cold, it's not easy to explain, what's going on inside, seeing your face strain, your eyes full of why?

Sean Three

I'm forever beat, even with a common air, but hope rescues everything, I need to shut up, heaven is a place to share, sometimes feel a little shove, in debt gone to seed, have a go at taking care, it's not easy being free, get dressed feel the bug, never short of prayer, signal to the up above, I know how to keep, a house and wooden chair, drink is my sole conceit, fire brings on the tug, lovely faces dance on stairs, lamp lights lit for love, can everyone see, the gaps between my hair, do I need new teeth, a smile takes me anywhere

Sean Two

Say you’ll get a grip, please don’t rage and bellow, give me that old lip, you don't need drugs to pray, lock them in the hold, find the need to get away, you always make surly trips, a manacled wretched clone, watch others dance and flip, don’t let your spirits fray, down unforgiving zones, lies in everything they say, they make your kisses drip, like drunken bozo's, with their lousy 'scripts, will you get some sleep, on your twenty stone, when faith makes a leap, wonder why your broken kip, fills every childhood moan, there’s another coffin ship, waiting as your home.

Sean

You like strong tea, tears lachrymose, to fill up the breech , never one to blow cold, you let yourself go , face crowned with thorns, jokes your repartee, might have once been so, your head starts to weave, littered with scorn , why beat that drum, here is your home, replaced with uncertainty, blue moon in your dome, you just want to believe, the kids have all gone, you and her alone, whisky a scouring stone, when they leave, do you try to atone, walk to the beach, admit that you're wrong

Raith Three

It's been a while, but there you go, I’m no longer a child, when women start to pray, or when the cock crows, you'll have your say, no need to find, what you already know, deep in your smile, a star shows the way, frozen in my bones, there are no trains, say you don't mind, you'd rather come alone, whatever the time, I’ll stay here a while, wrapped against the snow, you have great style, we sit by a fire, listening to the blow, your eyes look wild, lost in your soul.