Open ended daydreams and nightmares that turn to gold

Not nothing in my hand I'd rather bluff than fold



She says the ace of diamonds is the one to take the blame

The ace of hearts was wrong but she can't be called the same

The ace of clubs she clubs and she gets high for seven days while the spades subdued content contests the game they've all just played.

Warwick Avenue for Little Venice

This way for everything else

Madness and a little menace

Leaves our senses bent.


Now pick a number any number

Don’t tell me what it is

I’ll dig inside your mind to find

That number don’t exist

What I found far more profound

Something that I miss

Was clear as day behind your eyes

The night we shared a kiss.


No regrets or mental debts

In my house by the way

Leaving just one thing

Left for me to say.....

Do you have more past than future?
Count the cost using receipts for the friends you tried to buy
In like a lion…..out like an empty sail on a ship in a bottle just above the surface of the blue glass sea
A loan now to buy the moonlight is all I need but don't shine on me, or me, don't shine on me
Doctor the report. Makes yes' no's and no's yes' and let's pretend in the end it's AOK
Time was on your side but that was yesterday
I’m thirsty and tired and wired and worn.
Shake me
The dust drops
I'm unemployable
Unmistakable
Unthinkable
Undeniable
Untenable
And often incredible
But impossibly unlovable
I don’t have the patience to wait for this world to turn I want off
Gonna watch what happens for a while from a mile high
Sick of doubt and misplaced anger leading me alone through danger
Watching weighing possibilities to where could I fit in with ease?
Nowhere seems as good as any, a room for me to sing to many
Or somewhere new where I could go, a place for me to lay low
Either way those faces fit and that’s why I must escape it.
Practising lines from time to time behind a midnight moon
And waking up on ****** sheets inside a darkened room.
Shelves hold books I've never read
Wade through air and bite to breathe
The legs I see, not sure they belong to me
Hands wave.
Things don't fill
They empty
They're put in hands that wave
Carried by legs that aren't mine
Just because

It barely makes it bearable but bearable none the less

I only ever enjoyed you when we were in a mess

Needles on the draining board and dettol on your wrist

Meals before fainting slow empty bottles ******

Rolled up receipts to unroll

We're gonna need that dough

Amyl Nitrite. Woah!!

Orange stars and speckled doves

Tongues and lips and hands and legs and hips all pushing, grinding, grabbing trying to find a way inside you

Resonate when well oiled

Lucy was in the sky and I was in the palm of your hand, pixilated

Pipes, knives and bee hives for the honey in your tea

Crack on the pavement till we were like rag dolls

Bundles of flesh and bone with icky like indecision rummaging through drawers, ashtrays, pockets and old school bags to try to find something to keep the buzz alive and the birds at bay but more importantly to avoid sobriety with you

I think it's time to leave

I'll die for my love for you

But as for you my dear I'll see you next week when I pick up my things

Incredible insanity grows thick in city streets

The black and blue of winter makes the misery complete

I saunter down the crystal street composing lonely beats

Controlling patience for the moment you and I will meet


Sensitivity complexity are symbols on your soul

Perplexed by past emotion prior love has left me old

The wall is not of wonder and it keeps our love so cold

Years ago in lonely streets is where our love was sold

Are you relieved to be normal?? It's something only you see.

Wasting away with a false impression we're all as strange as can be

I take some consolation as light reflects differently before passing my eyes and disguising inside mistaken identity

Spooked by our shadows safer with backs against trees

Wandering hopeful in vast space kicking round autumn leaves

Vanish like Houdini chained in a box at the bottom of the sea.

Just like smoke through every vent caught by any breeze



I think a part of everyone resides somewhere else

The 21 grams we lose in death

We've all wondered what it was in the corner of our eye

Maybe you looking back at you now you've died

Say there was no answer just questions?

Would we stop looking for them in the bottom of glasses?

Something seems strange but I'm not sure

It's not a disease there is no cure

It's not a house of cards or castles made of sand

But a poisonous web spun by delinquent human hand

Sunny days and weekend stays in places far from home

Meet the locals to say goodbye before you've even said hello

Leaves in trees so eager for a breeze to fall

This is no life at all.



Its one or two things that remind me it's a game

The tedium like nails at scabs and the blood it'll bring


A slice of lemon is all I need to add a little colour.

Perhaps a banksy on my garden wall.

Having a door held for me.

Strawberries for breakfast.

Punctuality.  

Four feet at the foot of my bed.

Not waking contemplating regret.

Sun on my face

Sand in my shoes

A different kind of saltwater kisses.

Grandstand welcomes from close friends.

Tearful goodbyes everytime.

The magic must happen when I blink or during the blackouts when I drink.

In and out of doors but still so sure

Filling  dancefloors you’re cool you’re pure

Facing collision with a new disposition and trying to maintain

That sometimes there is sun but mostly there is rain

Time is a not a concept I hear him creeping up. I turn I look him in the eyes and ask, “what’s up?”

“Nothing’s up I’m merely here and follow everyone but I’ve never followed anyone that’s like a loaded gun”

Peace and love are no reprieve with a heart upon your sleeve

Pull apart every stitch in time and lets weave

Now I’m king but still no queen I see her in my dreams

When I’m asleep she’s awake or so it seems

Words you see the notes will follow

Anticipate tomorrow

Never lend never borrow it only leads to being *******.

Bus stop and ***** shop suspicion makes you wanna

Start a good religion that everyone will folla

Scratch that I know nothing but the importance of feeling

Let the plan hatch that’s stirring then escape to leave them reeling

Feel so good didn’t know I could but enough about me

Lets celebrate the fact our eyes can see

Sure this road I woke upon does pierce the horizon

I bet though when I get there anticlimax is the poison

The nowhere groove down which I move presents itself in fact

It's a necessary evil with which I’ve made my pact

Suddenly, so long, release!

The wasted days and lonely weeks

Chances change we come of age and crash through an oasis

Places people just don't know

Scared and scolded as we go

This is this we’re meant to go

Deep inside I just don’t know

Rain it falls as twilight calls last orders on this game of old

Back to chances, only fear, your chances live and die right here.

You've changed again I can't keep up but it ain't your hair or your ardent walk

It's your disused heart and your misused lines and your talking all the time

What you worryin’ about and why’d you worry?
Why’d you care and what’s the hurry?
For all we know of our existence our saving grace remains our distance.

Calling out to the small, calling out to one and all, “Leaves that fall and leaves that fly, leaves that smile but always die and names we call as bridges fall were never meant to fall at all.”

If ever I was in a room with no-one else but you
The space around would tell the tale of red not blue
I peel away the chances that I had that brought me fear and wonder what on earth I would do if u weren't here
I love you in the morning and the days when you’re not there
I love you in the night the darkness makes me unaware of all the days that we have missed, days are so unfair
If I must die alone I die wishing u were here.

I load my gun with pink bullets in the hope that I can spread,
The kind of love I see and feel as I dream in my bed.
I'll pick you off one by one in the hope you're not dead but if you are then i'm sorry that you bled
I blow the smoke and I reload as i start to see,
I hope I kept just one pink bullet for me.
I load the bullet, **** the hammer and start to snigger, the bullet bounces off me when I pull the trigger.

In the night I played the cicerone,
The guide to all things sad
When morning breaks I'm still awake and crave the skin I've had.
Drinking now and not allowed to shake upon my feet
I drown every part of me until again we meet.

Sleep is not the answer if my dreams are not of you.
I'd rather lie awake to think and starve if you were food.
Darkness doesn't help cos you’re the light that shines through
The light that moves on every single thing I do.
Red sky in the night and in the morning blue like eyes.
If you are the truth then I'm sick of telling lies.
I don't like what it does but I like some things it buys.
If you were money I’d be the richest man alive.

Restaurants to rooms to ride

Lips that shape the words you hide

Oceans become roads for feet where poets and roses meet

Tear drenched shoulders drop as the new genre stalks the halls where clocks stop

Wait.....


It's the way it beats and bangs the door for more

The way it bleeds

Nostalgia

Soft electric screams

Mad Kings

Cool Queens

Standing next to nothing

Waiting for the pain

Negative decisions

Burn like acid rain



Maybe I should move

Find a metal mac

Still all the time fighting

To hold the tears back



I know I should run

To escape this deadly weather

But I could never run

If we couldn't run together.

Not gonna drunk dial unless I've something worthwhile but oh what I might say

Gotta a rye smile and ****** if I care not gonna flinch any shape or anywhere

Roaming up and roaming down it's strange I feel I'm roaming around

And failing all the people too

Tell stories they would love from you

******* hell again this shell, we'll break, we'll rise, we'll fall again

We'll live, we'll die and maybe cry but shhhh....

I don’t have the patience to wait for this world to turn I want off

Gonna watch what happens for a while from a mile high

Sick of doubt and misplaced anger leading me alone through danger

Watching weighing possibilities to where could I fit in with ease?

Nowhere seems as good as any, a room for me to sing to many

Or somewhere new where I could go, a place for me to lay low

Either way those faces fit and that’s why I must escape it

What's the point of living if not to have lived in others what you’ve learned

Be bad

Be good

But tell us lest we know.

Reactionary

Under R in the dictionary

The words are there

Braille

Feeling it

Not hearing it

Seeing it

Is believing it.

You mustn't forget to stop breathing

Waking up is easy

Roll the dice take your turn

Silence is talking.

Change into something

Something you know nothing of

Turn up on time

Blackout.

The singularity can never be

What with Yin and Yang and you and me

On and off

In and out

Up and down

And so it goes.......

Look

Look what we've done

The mess I made you're still making

The tears shed still breaking

Waves

And Falling from every pedestal you got on

So....

Get up

I dream of amnesia and waking up lost and losing the things I wish I’d forgot

From 150000 coming in at Heathrow every week
The Tube
From me and you
There aren't millions dead but a few
In line with what already knew
Government lies
Media lies
We know but we don't care
We walk blindly into darkness
Even when we know it's there.

Ordinary questions on an ordinary day deserve ordinary responses, yeah?

The conclusion

We promised we wouldn't say as the circumference of the world seems but a step away

Little red recluse and the feud you use like an excuse

To prove nothing

No ones looking no one sees the demise, the ease, the nonchalant shrug of the western ******

Exhail and ultimately fail everyone yet few say and continue to play their own way

Stay for a while and talk

Talk about whatever

Express your shame and sever

Bloodlines

Trying out for the team cos you wanna be someone

Driftwood

Smile like you mean it

Shelves  hold the books I've never read  

I wade through the air I bite at to breathe

The legs you see, not sure they belong to me

Hands that wave


Things don't fill
They empty
They're  put in hands that wave carried by legs that aren't mine just because.

Unexpected tomorrow I know the rain will fall.

Reflected in the sorrow as I call and call.

Career lover unraveled by the belle with boots, still

I remain a nail in the wall and I can see my hook.

Just like that ****** and all the bloodshed

Was like the day that you and I wed


Was fun to start then it all went wrong

As the knife pierced I realised my flaw

I  didn't cover it

I didn't care

I left the duck tape

On the top stair


What to do what to say

Heart beats mysterious ways

Pounding like I fell in love

Bite the head from a white dove

Depraved and cultured almost ready

For life in our society

Thumbing the pulse of the overkill

The backbeat to our times

Stunning the false with freewill

On the backseat of a lie

Standing alone with patience

Trying not to die

Modelled by the gracious

Overwhelmed and shy

Leased out to the highest bidder for stories based on truth, told by the newest stranger from the loneliest book, eased myself close to get a better view inside a room with no door or no windows too.

Of all the girls in all the world that love the smell of paper

There’s nothing in this world that smells quite like good behaviour

Nostalgia in the morning makes me think that you’re right there

You’ve been lost long enough now I should know you just don’t care

Poetry to sleep to like and antidote that heals you

All of it makes little sense unless I can be near you

Mindlessley inside me

Struggling to be free

Cutting from all sympathy

Radiating empathy

Dilution of the inside

Malfunction and override

Fluctuating moonlit tide

Feeling so alone inside

Make each other lonely by being there
Make each other scared with words
Make each other care because we do and feel free like we should
Hang off of stars but in different ways
Shorten the nights and lengthen the days
Follow the road to somewhere and sooner or later we'll get there.

So you’re back then?

Dunno what you’re doing round here

You won’t find anything



It’s plain to see, for me at least, you’ve lost out on the road

What’s clearer still your own free will has cost you even more

Though now I have a chance to say thanks for everything

I must confess the way you left has made me strong again

Still my breathe leaves me here and floats towards the sky

Anytime your beauty finds the corner of my eye

Please leave me now to battle through I’ve seen you, you must go

Whether I can manage now without you I don’t know

Because you’ll fall in love with me
And I’ll fall in love with you
And it’s dangerous
And it’s beautiful
And your “friends” will resent you
And me
And my “friends” will resent me
And you
Then it’s just us
All the time
Look what we’ve done
Look what we do
Isolated
Just me and you.
Then we argue and make up
One day we argue and break up
Look what we’ve done
Look what we do
Happy alone
With the drugs we use.

The moon, partially obscured by the bars of my cell, is full.

The haze from the city lights scare the stars away.

Perhaps they're as afraid as I am of this world.

Judge jury and witness it seems

Guilty as charged yet set free

English is better when you scold

Seems you've had practise so...



Why not accept its the way it is

You knew I was white hot, kid!

I'm straight and narrow and seldom fooled

Still, if you were the teacher I'd av loved school

Alabaster and soft as shoes

Made by Italian hands and cool

What is the number one rule?

No heavy petting in a public pool.

Friends seem flawed and misbegotten

The fruit from the tree was grown rotten

How could I find you battered and bruised

A fallen angel misused

I know why you run and don't want to

I have no regrets do you?

Classing class as I class colour

One is one and one is the other

Finding freedom in fervour

Can one lonely soul discover?



Touching seeing hearing things

Sensation's where it all begins

To start the start of anything

Is to start the start of everything



Counselling countless souls

Neighbouring wanted rogues

Harbouring heavy loads

To shed’s to sheer to shake things clear



Maybe sometimes I’m not me

Maybe sometimes I can’t see

Maybe sometimes I’m not me

Maybe maybe she can see



Now I know when not to squander

Feel through feet the wildest thunder

Open up let me discover

Your wildest wishes up and under.

Different places seem the same
And once your down you can't quite explain it, like a fading dream
You're in and then out to preach
To muddle through an imperial speech
Walk unashamed
You play the game
Until the castles breeched
Soldiering on through the blind war with all weather shades and a score to settle.
The air tastes funny yet I ain't laughing
Incensed
What shakes you, resonance
What makes you, persistence
Rainbows but not a drop of rain there she goes again and again
Case it and flash a zippo at your homework inscribed with S.T.U
Time and again the disposable friends recycle themselves degrade
You shook me all night long and as I begin to shake back
Your dust drops
I'm unemployable
Unmistakable
Unthinkable
Undeniable
Untenable
And often incredible
But impossibly unlovable
Love
For no other reason
Like a movement
By the hand
Of a spectacular
Like you did
Cos you could
And you meant it.
Stay away it's just a game we play
Holding you to ransom trying to take a swipe
At fame.
Heavy heads drag heavy legs slowly scraping by
Propped up by the magical
The illusive
Dollar sign.
******* I knew it something's very very wrong.
No matter what we cannot simply play along.
Changing shape from place to place
On the edge of something real
Slowly realising you're running on a wheel.

Justify everything

Incentive

Suggestion

Birds sing

Bells ring

You win



Clarify nothing

Let them all walk blindly

And mindly slow

See all on show

Love is not a card

A rose

A heart even

It's the chemicals in us

Stardust

It's loss in it's gain

It's the wind the rain

The fall

The rise again

The different

But the same

It all happens

All the time

In each tear from your eye

Carried by the weather not feeling too well

Blown to the edge of our wishing well

Muddy boots and a stupid look in a ***** old mac thinking if there's any way I could take my wish back