cheer up charlie the order's come
all your life running from an atom bomb
been riding under bullet proof skies
just-in-time this luck-of-mine rain pouring down
been sailing to a land of time
where everything changes when you've just found out
these young delta hearts are pouring out
young delta hearts
were being torn apart
young delta hearts
lets go back to the start
and love.
been sailing through a storm of eyes
the sun is out and it burns the tide
sick of shining in the water below
so take your turn to strike the stern
and take a bow
now your drowning at my feet
surely sinking wants a piece of god
these young delta hearts are sailers now
young delta hearts
were being torn apart
young delta hearts
lets go back to the start
and love.
Feb 14, 2012
Feb 14, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
Broken glass, it cuts too deep
I'm reaching for a paper cup
Because I'm cut to ribbons
Tied around your autumn hair
I think I've pushed my luck this time
Your eyes are wild
You cannot smile
Your chest is set, in stone, to me
Habitual in its delicacy
You don't talk loud
And you don't mess me around
But you don't know what's best, for me, anymore.
Your T-shirt fits just right
and I hope that you will fight
To push me away
Don't pretend I will stay, here, for nothing.
So, been hanging around
in this town, same crowd
And I don't have much left
To keep me afloat
Within this envelope
I will sail, to you, again.
And you don't talk loud
And you don't mess me around
But you don't know what's best, for me, anymore.
You don't know what's best, for me anymore.
Feb 14, 2012
Feb 14, 2012 at 6:41 PM UTC
forget the way she held this hand
just lay it back inside that memory
it changes with every touch
we can't even hold onto you
don't even want to
but the troubled feeling
is coiled within you
the memory it holds
could take away the burden of "I forgot to say"
you can't apologise to your own mistakes
an empty room
full of poisonous regrets
there is nothing here
just a mind
blind to the truth
Feb 14, 2012
Feb 14, 2012 at 5:49 PM UTC
painted frowns on the sunday town
peddling backwards on the underground
sinking slander
thunder-strikes that planned her
slap up shower towel
bloom-faced scowl
kissing kissing kissing i turn my eyes down
beautiful sunlight
road sign canvas
hunger and caffeine fix
walking towards to busier stores
oxford street in the middle of october
remembering my birthday wasn't just for me
relaxing on the submarine
escalator down blue and brown
blue change to black
southern bound
dishwasher sandwich
tea cup bandage
the simple and effective afternoon
bound by thought posts
wandering from my host
tormenting and enlightening
silence and the noise she keeps
playground heartattack
softly spoken words are back
forget to smile on sunday
higher in the afternoon
monday brings a chorus swoon
bluejay on the roof above
sinking in slumber of my forgotten ...
what you did is yesterday
let go of that and this moment underway
forgive forgive forgive and sigh
smile upstairs and wave yourself bye
all i want is to see is myself through my mothers eyes
Feb 14, 2012
Feb 14, 2012 at 5:42 PM UTC
hung up ribbons and stained hooked cups
tucked up bedspreads unworn livery of lust
watching as slowly I let you disappear
knowing your strength I resign into fear
mirrors, pills, bike rides to fill-up-days
here without much
a swig on alcohol free beer.
watching the blackbirds, gone
knowing the words, dried
you know you left with my repose
I still have my brilliant green emerald
but who retains these jealous, green prose?
Feb 14, 2012
Feb 14, 2012 at 5:35 PM UTC