Yolanda

Don't ask me what's new, never one to help the poor, always smart on cue, you wouldn’t give ease, no matter who called, any sense of relief, fools are there to queue, waiting by the doors, you’d bust any curfew, bad guys on the street, hardly make you pause, even to hear the screams, no one can break through, hands that hand out chorees, make them sweat anew, you know where you've been, with your filthy mores, will you ever bleed, you’re not my glue, spinning like a sycamore your head full of tunes, someday you're caught.

Xareni

My song creates good mojo, nothing to be taught, you know who's it for, it jumps like a bean, whoever takes the tour, always lands on me, I'm just this bag of bones, a lender of last resort, loans don't let you doze, each tune you get to see, brings you back for more, makes you dig this scene, come dancing to my zone, like you used to before, our time is never done, it floats across the sea, your trousers sweep the floor, say hello to dreams, laughter smooths our tones, brings solace to the poor, tempers all our groans, opens any door.

Vida

Don't care how I rage, in winter's iron claw, you can’t beat the cage, there's not many tunes, in spring's shallow maw, clouds ride blue moons, work is just a game, not everyone's your whore, puts salt on my tail, song's ring out on cue, what a cache they hoard, smokers trick to use, coffee times in train, it’s all such a bore, can't love break away, somehow light the fuse, no one finds the door, conceal bitter feuds, who is there to blame, why make them roar, I've played all my games, shouts ring the shore.

Ully

Is it fear of rain, a bird on the wire, that you rage against, shuffling in the gloom, waiting by the fire, no one flies to you, many come this way, once pestered for hire, you look in their face, to do what you do, your eyes full of ire, must hate being you, no offerings made, a burnt out tyre, is all that you gave, someone else's due, others lost desire, nothing becomes you, the miracle you crave, turn tongues into liars, love you betrayed, a funeral pyre ?

Tara

I stand by his grave, where praise be, I hope to be laid, my eyes like thunder, sobbing like a banshee, it makes me shudder, from the blue Nave, stripped out of a tree, nothing’s to be saved, there friends cluster, huddled in the lee, what else passes muster, my voice starts to break, I was such a tease, birds have gone away, his face was a wonder, happy laughing clean, I tore it asunder, it's quiet at this place, this place of need, they lower his casket, leave a space for me.

Serenity

She has some spark, her lovely face lights, quick off the mark, she hankers for love, most of the time, doesn’t mind nothing comes, in a nearby car park, bums ask her why, she hangs around bars, says we all need to trust, a trolley suits her fine, otherwise we're lost, she never walks far, on her legs it's a crime, dodging stationary cars, works without gloves, unlike crazy times, she doesn't drink doubles, is there a chart, to show us what's right, not only the dark, tells us it's night.

Raelynn

Dim lights of a pub, where we drink wine, you give me a shove, make deals in the yard, you say it's no crime, let go of my arm, look up above, lost in your time, remember who got bust, hair like a jump start, you haven't a dime, for you life is art, go onto a club, first glance seems fine, shake a quick Buck, never easy or calm, raised in decline, you've brought a guitar, forget the lost looks, or do anything wise, ask me to scrub, pain that's inside.