Jan

When donkeys start to bray, we sit by the fire, you turn to me and say, its a lonely path alone hung by a wire, crossing the sea like Homer, we can't take a train, never mind the time,. just sit here and wait, this is our home, not all a sweet desire, but still no rolling stone, watch all the silly games, tell which gun's for hire, explosions getting paid, our horizon's broken, no sail shines too bright, love's our little token, so far we remain OK, who needs insight, blankets aren't for slaves, take our own sleepovers, who cares about rights, a silent tombola, rescues our days.

Indi

Listrning to your news, struggling in the break, like last winter's blues, no horizon's bright, for the mark's a stain, always claining your rights, it makes life a purlieu, a forest untamed, possessing terrible attributes, never did make the time, to hear a donkey bray, you sit by a fire, before sunrise bears fruit, your hope drains away, say no one reaches you, every wondered why, enquires about your pain, make us all take fright, we're bored stupid too, your fortunes hold sway, rain dance on the roof, we hide to escape.

Hayden

You ask me what's new, never one to help the poor, your stuff arrives on cue, did you ever say please, divined by any whore, never a sense of ease, always ahead of the queue, exploding into bedrooms, you'd bust any curfew, bad guys on the street, a foil for your cause, let you hear the screams, it pulls your life askew, hacking out your chores, sweating on the latest news, they know where you've been, all your furious tours, whose turn now to bleed, you never were my glue, dancing on some crowded floor, your head full of ruin, tilting at my door.

Ginny

I simply try to calculate, how many walls you climb, beyond the spike of jail, your lips can't fake, disguise the taste of wine, stood before the magistrate, present some dreadful state, think you look just fine, brother take a mirror away, it's not easy being great, always wondering why, even in a wooden crate, terrible supplies of trace, roll with citrus limes, no one needs you anyway, I'll take a plane, winter in warm climes, spend your gotten gains, find someone else to bathe, you'll be gone a while, scrutinise my new face, now you're safe inside.

Freya

He comes to me in bits, say water's in his blood, somehow nothing fits, how Ma baked the cake, more to life than this, his Da just the same, he carries yellow lists, plain but all ripped up, cries before the kids, if there's another way, perhaps he needs a shove, defeat his troubled days, I'll do what he insists, even if it drives me nuts, await another blitz, act like someone gay, who'll always make a fuss, suffer all his phases, in his house of whispers, history never shuts, you don't need a chorus, stop him chopping wood.

Ellie

What hurts deep inside, something for you to face, my eyes full of pride, what you need to know, no longer is the case, wrapped in dollar notes, new to me these lies, to see your heart fade, faithless tunes set aside, a million ways to show, explore this Lunar waste, I've nowhere else to go, desolate in my cries, soaked by ill gotten gains, I recognise your crime, how the wind blows, you'll eat grass in jail, my lips contain no sorrow, no time to step aside, drink my cold Chardonnay, why ask for reasons why, am suddenly ashamed ?

Della

My hands have a flow, they maybe flawed, but it's something I know, love rides a lilac sea, whoever takes the tour, relies upon it with me, life's more than a cone, a furious cause, I won't let you doze, my tune is your creed, come back for more, let's rip this scene, dance in my zone, like you used to before, our time is good mojo, knowledge that's for real, my clothes sweep the floor, how good it feels, I'll buffer your tones, give succour to the poor, temper your groans, my eye on the door.