Sarah Three

Can you identify, one easy thing, between moon and sky, what has been emptied, makes other parts sing, by this waterside, you need no inquiry, where dreams become nothing, and then buried, who needs a dime, when we all think, it’s such a good time, some drive Mercedes, laugh as they fling, this stuff makes us happy, each stage of life, ends in a blink, men kiss their wives, in a summer's twilight, you might hear it ring, a bell on a kite, some want to fly.

Sarah Two

Blame it all on fate, that I don’t exist, a trick played too late, the earth groans, like it has a stitch, love has gone home, will anything change, it depends on the playlist, be a cheek to say, take me by the elbow, play music from the hits, whisper on the iPhone, hearts dance in this place, smells like the pits, I walk around in a haze, a dancer from another zone, with a yellow list, turns to me and goes, why is life a race, when you let it spin,, luck always shows its face, what am I missing?

Sarah

It's quiet here now, after years of his need, my face smooth as stone, I still see the grave, where praise be, his soul is saved, we arrived in the snow, to this new territory, God only knows, grant me the days, where I act carefree, not confined by intestates, men with barren tones, say have a drink on me, cry on my shoulder, they plead for a stay, at this house of reason, to laugh is no shame, in the blue dawn, bells ring excessively, I make my way home, beyond is the sea

Asha Three

You keep trouble at bay, any life requires, problems look away, when beseeched for a loan, scrutinise the tide, you're not alone, stumble on a great escape, dampen cool desire, it's easy to be brave, drenched to the bone, a bird on the wire, will you take him home, an offering to be saved, like a cold fish knife, seeks same lonely fate, a walk on blue stones, passed Saint Elmo’s light, is this where he moans, I love the rain, a burning pyre, the taste on your palate, a soul on fire.

Asha 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 lives in an ark, right from the off, between them torn, they have great hearts, it’s not in the charts, my son knows the score', he’s gone too far, soars like a lark, lipstick, a shirt that’s worn, in a shed by a barn, she'll kill that tart, love has no form, things fall apart, near the tidal wall

Asha

Laugh at hopes betrayed, gather holy things, take them to my grave, make me give a truth, to every little fling, notes arrive on cue, what a dance they make, woven silks they bring, when they hide their face, if only they knew, love is not a circus ring, but murders quite a few, smoke gathers in the rain, they ask me to sing, the tunes of Billy Holiday, ships turn on their screws, I really love the spray, it blows away the Blues, gamble all and say, life to me is everything, won’t miss a single day, salt crushed lightning.

Roberta Three

I'll have you know, what I really feel, almost in my bones, my jilted smile's a strain, squirming in the creel, they catch it anyway, take my time and blow, this night on a wheel, rivers always flow, why ask for rain, bathe in mountain streams, I can live again, there’s plenty to bestow, with other crazy schemes, I’ll make a picture show, no need to go away, live without appeal, face each coming day, don't have to borrow, say how I’ve been, tell them Oh so so, dance in my dreams.