Fara

The part of you we knew, used to play it short, raged at life around you, in this consumer light, you’re gone without a phone, not very wise, nothing gives us a clue, no print or written law , is your trail well used, did we know your plight, or try to stop you go, with your cards so slight, we’ll never be so rude, to bleat of others' woes, hard to take the rules, what we know of you, let’s us not condemn, stuff that’s hard to do, will you come back home ?

Eva

When you see a shining star, does it make you uneasy, shows you just how far, you’ll dodge, to stay as you please, in a warm hazy fog, post letters to the wounded, with a certain gravity, let others cross that bar, if it's what you want, forget the cars, all the stuff you don't, pour petrol in the jar, make my fires increase, tell me what's going on, strum me like that guitar, live a life of Billy Jean music by Mahler, orchestrating for eternity, the scattering of my needs, ashes for my Da', are you my rolling sea?

Chris

The year Lady passed away, i couldn't get past the blues, was shrunken day to day, i wanted to be alone, not see anyone new, on the street or Metro, but you are my angel, i didn't have a clue, you became my guide, arranged all the loans, brought me back anew, put jelly on my bones, before this game, i didn’t think of you, only what a waste, then you began to erase, all my bitter tunes, now I go another way, wear a different costume.

Raith

Brilliant stones, make mud of your name, waters shift and groan, is trouble all you need, solace every day, make sure you’ll never be, totally alone, cafe's exist for games, it’s best not to moan, hold onto your creed, listen to the rain, take holidays by the sea, sunshine’s good for bones, try to stay sane, no one wants to condone, brains for bird seeds, it's not the shame, that sings you're free, just watch me go, dance amongst flames, how the wind slows, my breath again.

Jay

Blows smoke across my tears, shares jokes in the dust, then she disappears, I even know the jail , a blanket for our love, whose passage never fails, what brought her here, in the lilac dusk, a woman once so clear, ice blue on the rails, a player till she's bust, absorbed in all her ways, no one could get near, a spark never dull, I swallow all my fears, haunt me like I failed, I did what I could, roll tobacco in blue paper, store away the years, her perfume is like musk, across the bar a cheer, who betrayed her trust ?

Clara

He has such giving ways, brings me Bollinger, on my birthday, what can we do alone, without the sense, of living our kiss time, wine pours down my face, it’s like a Christening, he slices the Angel cake, are we here or gone, without a Dime to spin, laughing at the unknown, sample the waste, our jellied lives crown, when called upon to pray, we roll and pitch astern, like ships on the sea, will our trips atone, for the greatest of days, awash with slips, it’s easy to celebrate, his beautiful spirit.

Emma

A painter of religious scenes, she dabs around a glaze, a thirty-year-old dream, regards the work she’s honed, abandoned to this game, it’s never set in stone, yellow days of sunbeams, she always feels the same, images not what they seem, the canvas lets her roam, a stretch on wooden nails, in many ways she's gone, a matchstick in the sea, bobbing without a name, floating for eternity, work is hard to own, laughs come day to day, in this ocean town, her head cries for relief, sunken eyes stray, her mind is never easy, she nails another frame.