Callie

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance at Thebes, now the kids are flown, gone away, look after their own, can we see the beach, at the end of the day, all our loving in reach, every part of our home, is suddenly aflame, now we're alone, you grab my sleeve, pull me to the hay, all my troubles ease, by the windy estuary, I hold your face, it's so pleasing to me, on horizons like these, so glad I can pray, buy me ice cream, finish what we make.

Bonnie

he has such a giving way, he brings me champagne, on summer days, what can we do alone, without making waves, circumstances not our own, wine pours down my face, it’s like a healing, he cuts the Angel cake, we're never here or gone, don't even know the rate, we laugh at the unknown, choose to live not waste, our lives to no avail, call upon God to pray, we sail down the road, credit ticks on the slate, take trips on our bones, these the greatest plays, being not scared or tame, give us time to celebrate, the heart set ablaze.

Aria

Who hasn't thought, alone and perplexed, worrying what's bought, over a drink of wine, the burdens of text, birthdays or Valentines, all the stuff sought, betrayed by the vexed, consistently for more, forget scripts Online, who'll pop up next, sugaring sugary lies, generally divorced, wearing sharp kecs, looking overwrought, at the shopping mall, staring at bequests, don't give me a call, they click their jaws, who'll pass the test, supposed to be joyous, give me a rest ?

Zizi

The year he passed away, couldn't get past the blues, lay sunken day by day, I wouldn't be alone, didn't want anyone new, the street was my curfew, but you were an angel, I haven't got a clue, how you helped me sway, arranged the funeral home, introduced me to a few, put meat on my bones, before this game, I only thought of you, what you created, I started to condone, useless at cooking food, you made a different loan, what am I to you ?

Yaya

Champage is my baby, just love her burnt cheer, reminds me of the cradle, turns my city aglow, makes avenues so clear, I live in different bones, love is for my trade, we handle it without fear, let its bubbles float away , long journey's to the coast, nothing’s too dear, Bollinger with caviar toast, pick up some new names, we just need no fear, brio fashions all our forays, never willingly on show, no purpose served in tears, we are relaxed you know, anyone who says, there’ll always be tears, I raise my glass again, to these turbulent years.

Xanthe

When I say blow you', makes my troubles light, so much more to do, all poets die intestate, however much they lie, spitg venom at the page, chefs scream at menus, face down terrible night, frighten kitchen crews, clerks destroy the place, tell them how to cry, anchors bind their fate, someone has the truth, doubts roll from my eyes, no longer am I duped, isn't it just great, to feel a love inside, banish all this rage, a house by the dunes, lying near the tide, not some bitter fruit, hanging out to dry.

Wanda

Windows have paint strokes, against the falling rain, shocked again I'm broke, echoes of an empty reel, another barefoot holiday, it’s no news to me, at my birthing stone, loss brings certainty, when you asks for loans, songs have a different feel, like lonely old trains, save whistles for the hills, to beg again alone, with love gone on skates, hits me in the credit zones, it makes my friends conceal, shadows of the sting days, which circle my worn keel, will go to the city home, hang my stuff on a nail, I'm a generous soul, someone will reclaim.