Frankie

Please let me know, how others might feel, jelly in your bones, my smile seems strange, hang a mist on trees, people lie every day, take your time now, forget all the screams, river's always flow, love the pouring rain, pretend it's a stream, bathe your sins away, nothing to bestow, free from lazy schemes, life's a picture show, strong to be a saint, living with a dream, beat dread uncertainty, what you did was wrong, can't be concealed, rejoice now in song, dance a reel.

Emma

Forget all these clowns, who come to woo you, so many with lousy plans, as many as your woes, ships blow their hooters, let them sing and blow, it's not your gowns, that makes them swoon, nor your faultless tan, you don't need a throne, in bars when shoeless, to welcome them home, nothing comes by chance, your eyes transluscent, everything's a balance, barefoot rise alone, shameless eyes on view, exude radiant tones, funny in ocean towns, the old faded boozers, places you wear a crown, you the queen of losers.

Daisy

You tread a heavy floor, a face of savage blue, yr pride swollen raw, there's no sense of ease, within this furious mood, never one to say please, point to some distant shore, resting in the gloom, where you want me to go, when you want to meet, is always on your purview, to nail my itchy feet, you walk on lonely stones, a crumb of life anew, sweat your angry bones, why shout and swear deceit, spilling out your spume, only a fool takes heed, as you rage and roar, you'll never be my glue, there are other boys, well beyond you.

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte: Wwater's in your blood, in this house of whispers, does it do you any good, places you might claim, don't need a chorus, to May b...

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte: Wwater's in your blood, in this house of whispers, does it do you any good, places you might claim, don't need a chorus, to May b...

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte: Wwater's in your blood, in this house of whispers, does it do you any good, places you might claim, don't need a chorus, to May b...

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte

Our Cargo Party: Charlotte: Wwater's in your blood, in this house of whispers, does it do you any good, places you might claim, don't need a chorus, to May b...