Our Cargo Party: Sal Three

Our Cargo Party: Sal Three: Can you identify, which back door, lies between moon and sky, what till has been emptied, and other parts thrown, on this Spring tide, don&...

Our Cargo Party: Sal Three

Our Cargo Party: Sal Three: Can you identify, which back door, lies between moon and sky, what till has been emptied, and other parts thrown, on this Spring tide, don&...

Our Cargo Party: Sal Three

Our Cargo Party: Sal Three: Can you identify, which back door, lies between moon and sky, what till has been emptied, and other parts thrown, on this Spring tide, don&...

Sal Three

Can you identify, which back door, lies between moon and sky, what till has been emptied, and other parts thrown, on this Spring tide, don't need an inquiry, when truth is bought, then buried, witness the crime, you know the score, during this black night, some drink whisky, laugh like they're taught, it makes them happy, every walk of life, ends in a nought, you don’t need a knife, security lights, pool on the floor in winter’s fastness, there rise the poor.

Sal Two

Before my fame, I thought only of you, and what you craved, shadows pass down in smoke, against an awful truth, shocked again I'm broke, you always waste, my successful tunes, in this different age, at the clubs before, long vibrant rooms, I stripped to the bone, and inside the best cafe's, made them swoon, through long nights and days, I held a simple note, lonely men soothed, their betrayals atoned, to begin again, is hardly new, this serenade, is called lemon blue.

Sal

You wonder why I pray, with kids like these, they'd make you use cocaine, run a bath with foam, won’t live by your creed, my loving isn't done, I hold your face, forget to say please, see horizons in the rain, the wind and holy stones, will help with our needs, assist the journey home, fire us through dreary days, make our troubles ease, withstand the fray, forget the lonesome tones, now we’re suddenly free, and alone, remember the crazes, our trips to the beach, a scrimped for praise, our dancing sea ?

Sarah Three

You scream the news, in troubled nights, as if you knew, all the different ones, left hanging on the line, I loved now gone, fire burns up the flue, tell me how to cry, when you look so blue, it’s not me you unlocked, swimming on the tide, everything you held and lost, no matter who you use, however you may try, you are not immune, who cares that I’m crocked, something deep inside, shines outside my shock, who will smell my perfume, strange pillows furl the sky, death brings no easy due, even when you die.