Sandy Two

You always try to celebrate, what’s hidden deep inside, beyond ideas of taste, who is it you treat, a far from common cry, when life gets breezy, your lips won’t fake, neither can they lie, stood before the magistrate, if they could only see, instead of wishing to deny, what makes you be, terrible supplies of opiate, vodka tonics crusty wines, who needs them anyway, try to follow easy, the winter in warm climes, Oceans make you scream, when you choose to rave, forget what’s on the line, or other losing days, this really is your time.

Sandy

What hurts most inside, something in your face, eyes open wide, all you need to know, no longer drums like rain, my lover’s brow furrows, a sweetheart's lies, I see you look away, speechless turn aside, a million ways to show, absolve myself of blame, nowhere else to go, warlike in your cries, a pirate on the Main, the barometer on its slide, drink away my woes, like I once jumped bail, whisky face aglow, I’ll try to step aside, maybe go to Spain, don’t ask for reasons why, pretend it’s all game.

Jack Three

Each year makes me a liar, will anyone see, the gaps between my hair, sometimes just a little shove, makes a heaven’s dream, even if I die for love, terribly hard chairs, shake all beneath, who can accommodate me there, get dressed with a shrug, what about my teeth, grace comes with a rug, act like I’m at the fair, scrubbed sparkling clean, I sail through the air, Naeve’s my new Bud, she might rescue everything, rise each night in flood, I’ll only care, when evening turns green, her nostrils flare, it’s not like me to scream.

Jack Two

In the spring light, I open the door, see what’s on the line, it's cold for the season, sons and daughters, look to their freedom, out on the Neap tide, a bitter truth’s sought, they tell me ask why, I’ve brought them here, sunshine across the port, sick of being, without a dime, as if they’ve been caught, in my poverty drive, they believe, I’m heading for the slaughter, like a guilty plea, but every walk of life, ends overwrought, maybe my wife, will tell them the score.

Jack

Who will break the news, struggling to escape, all the stuff you blew, no horizon's bright, if you feel the strain, and you always fight, to make life a curfew, frightened of the waves, don’t know who to turn to, it’s nearly time, hear a donkey bray, you sit by the fire, before the sunrise’s due, tears seep away, no one can reach you, ever wondered why, people pine for the day, it beats long silent nights, if your moment’s true, you will find a way, rain falls on the roof, it’ll be OK.

Naeve

Look down the swollen road, try to look kind, a smile in your code, the stars show the way, a cold white light, you're coming back to stay, no need for a loan, you've walked the miles, what you don't owe, there’ll be no claims, your face is alive, you know what to save, through broken windows, your eyes shine, for that other show, future days, won't tarnish the fire, from being away, so here you go, home for a drop of wine, before the cock crows, no longer a child.

Simone Two

Don’t come back this way, to see the ruins, hung out as we separate, a tired game, I play cool, but dream of the day, to know what it takes, celebrate at noon, you to remain, I can’t explain, there are no guide rules, to keep me in shape, here in the shade, weeping for you, my thoughts drip like rain, are you made of clay, I howl at some tune, I’m not too late, no matter what we sing, or what we say, love must find a way, in yellow spring.