Simon

Tell me, tell me why, they treat you like a seer, my lips dance in delight , you command a beautiful air, bells wash away the fear, candle scent and myrrh, who says when we die, there’s call for stolen tears, demands we have to try, life contains a passionate flair, a proud songster, our joy in what we share, I walk like a man gone by, through the city's cheer, so hot it seems to fry, every stolen lair, strum songs for their ears, we don’t have a care, our heads full of literature, they love orators here, in darkness and green light, you say it’s only fair.

Asia's Beat Eyes

What do you care, don't hold me in traces, you wouldn't dare, the tune is not easy, blue folds in my face, spun by the breeze, say you need to share, our kissing place, why store me here, in chains to the sea, unlike your gaze, a hymn to what’s seized, I know what's fair, when your eyes glaze, lips that snare, on swollen dreams, no one escapes, sugar sweet, we are no choir, If this Café’s so great, are you aware, what you face?

Dominic

Fear is dark around the bight, makes me swallow ancient flame, wait for lamps to shine, when I'm near to you, I'm certain that I’ll stay, the rocks make different hues, you say dead right, it only takes a moment to pray, drink a little sweet wine, there are many paths through, a muso can't explain, forget the bitter feuds, laughter comes at better times, no one's here to blame, we don’t have to fight, fire cannot use, or sand dunes sweep away, the return of the new, beyond this moonless night, I need you to state, say break our silence, let’s go home again.

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 mean, 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 go missing, her mind is never easy, she nails another frame.

Gerard

Before my fame, I only thought of you, and the games we played, shadows pass in smoke, set against this bitter truth, I'm broke, you threw away, my successful poems, in that different age, at this ruin alone, can't see in the gloom, the café’ that’s gone, I fell off the stage, I should have blossomed, made everyone happy, now sing a simple Solo, a lonely man soothed, on his way home, to begin again, poets will see me through, going down the Freeway, I'll think of you.

Jack

They know what I mean, how I roam, face down every deal, cool but burn with rage, when I try to atone, she always closes the gate, says it’s not her scene, when my nerves are blown, asks where I've been, useless to prevaricate, what is on the bone, always seems too late, never listens to me , bringing garage flowers home, my side of testimony, I’ll wave goodbye to hate, call if the kids need clothes, her turn now to wait, I wonder how it seems, when she hears me phone, will she stand the heat, now I’ve gone?

Jerry

Before my fame, I only thought of you, and the games we played, shadows pass in smoke, set against the bitter truth, I'm broke, you threw away, my successful tunes, in that different age, at this ruin alone, imagine in the gloom, the palace that is gone, I fell off the stage, I should have blossomed, made everyone happy, now I sing a simple Solo, lonely man soothed, on their way home, to begin again, songs will see me through, beating down the Freeway, I’ll be true.