Jess

Da's back in the pen, my stomach turns to rope, Ma stands there bereft, if you really want class, consider this joke, when you turn grass, be the first to offer, smoke with their loans, you the first one, if you can’t be assed, then leave them alone, don’t poison the glass, or even pretend, the hurt is gone, with all your mess, the ugly crap, sung down the phone, don’t say it’s the last, when needing your help, give them some scope, if you can’t act proper, live on your own

Sam Three

Please don't moan, stifle your screams, when I come rolling home, a knife to my throat, I know where I’ve been, It just keeps me going, you don’t need a stone, to throw in the sea, searching for love, dance with my ghosts, happy as a queen, toast me a lot, if you love alone, is that what you mean, to hurt the most, with your glass groans, you once used to tease, my roaring soul, I haven’t come to atone, for busted schemes, I’ve no more to give, clean out of dreams.

Sam Two

Dance in poor dad’s shoes, sing songs on the wire, always pay your dues, if no one 'phones, don’t burst a tyre, you know where to go, each little bit of you, faced with their crying, finds out some truth, life isn't a stone, you leave in the fire, no one gets by alone, it's your choice of ruin, sings louder than a choir, love’s just a shoo-in, know in your bones, when others conspire, there's always a home, to bring you the news, tell who's for hire, gives life some pre- view, who says it’s fair ?

Sam

A flower at your side, just a little token, held with great pride, ribbons in your hair, stuff that you know, will shine clear, stupid to ask why, you've been chosen, your turn to fly, deny all the hurt, memories not golden, outside of the fair, a wounded heart's cry, shrunken or coaxed, you will never deny, all that you are, warm in your soaking, pale sunlight flares, sing those favourite lines, know that love's spoken, a cloud sails the sky, you are unbroken.

Fion Three

Memories of your face, so eager so sweet, the state of your grace, you recoil at my thunder, my very conceit, a man fixed by number, they called me too late, eager to squeeze, the life where you lay, a path uncluttered, my insides heave, my storm-tossed lover, you went out one day, while I was asleep, my dreams fall away, such a conundrum, wreaths, stones, grave, who splits who asunder, I hear you say, just walk and smile easy, just break away, now you’re released.

Fion Two

Brilliant bones sculpture your face, Spring’s in full flow, you want to be free, it’s always the same, how to stay happy, to dance on the blow, sail full time to fame, others will follow, taste salt by the sea, fools leave the game, if it's their creed, to number each crumb, or circle each day, only say when it’s done, stones and glass pieces, drunken oblates, sing like the priests, as if they don’t know, how to share blame, will they fly like crows, into the rain ?

Fion

Hail all who come by, laugh and joke with kids skip along in sunlight, I keep a cheerful home, occasionally bang the lids, always on the go, live life on the fly, don’t cry for what’s missed, some waste all their lives, others walk the stones, searching for a kiss, like I've done before, forget the bitter times, truth sailed out like ships, bars, rain, days of tides, dreams we can’t postpone, beads of rain in mist, a path you can’t go down, whoever owns the night, or the way we list, it makes you wonder why, love's a spinning disc.