Davey built himself a rocket
He wanted to fly to Mars
Made from sticky tape and apple seeds
To mingle amongst the stars
From the launch pad in his garden
His rocket was set to fly
Dressed in full astronauts outfit
Time to soar through the sky
Earth felt like a memory now
As a smile spread across his face
Past the Moon he cruised
To the outskirts of deepest space
But all of a sudden he wasn't alone
As alien police pulled him to the side
Sorry my Earthling friend they said
But this is the end of your cosmic ride
You haven't got a permit
To enter past our glittering stars
Daley reluctantly turned his rocket
Sad he didn't get to Mars

Through the worm infested wood
And bales of smoky hay
I watch the lady dance
She sways like the ocean
As her arms like to play
Eyes closed so solitude is assured
I'm mesmerised by her grace
Porcelain coloured skin with blue crystal eyes
Covered by the fairest locks of hair
Beauty radiants from her gentle looking face
And I don't know what she's dancing to
Some gentle and soothing songs
In a world only she sees
To music only she hears
It's a lone party where only she really belongs
I wish I could enter that place
Just for a second of one day
We could dance in motion together
Be it as friends be it as lovers
I want us both to hear the music play

Long windy roads hold so much charm
Beaches of gold where the sea is calm
Underground bunkers the memory of war
To stay alive is what they're for
Farms and fields house cows and sheep
Tiny little lambs like to hop and leap
A castle atop a hill and a castle in the sea
Astound the tourists who wander round the quay
Portuguese ice cream sellers offer their delights
Children on the beach happily fly their kites
Beach shops and cafes hide in the town
Serving the locals who smile then frown
Trawlers bring oysters, lobster and shrimp
The old weary sailor collects them with a limp
Sea shells and ***** litter the shore
Abandoned and alone when the waters no more
A bright burning sun hovers in the sky
Warming the seagulls that glide and fly
The B and B's serve scampi and afternoon tea
In this mystical Eden that's just where ill be

Silently they come from over the hill
Complex and challenging when eyes are still
Love, ******, horror and more
Exploding in your head through the minds open door
Some urge you awake til you're frightened, with pounding heart
Whilst others happily gain interest right from the start
Locked up images, your thoughts and desires
Being pulled along by the minds little wires
Exciting adventures and dangerous deeds
Or scary images from the cranium seeds
As day break prevails and light kills the dark
The sleeping tales still seem so real, so clear and so stark
They're laid bare to rest in the vault in your head
Ready for the night when your head hits the bed

The room stayed locked for nigh on thirty years
But I could hear the bubbling inside
A smell like meat rotting
Wafted along the hall
I would listen as he tip-toed
Along the floorboards to the door
Then it would creak open
And I see him dressed the next morning
Clean shaven and wearing his suit
With not a crease insight
Like the room didn't even exist
Of course we knew it did though
I asked Mother one cold winters morning
What does daddy do in that room
And she told me it was a secret room
Little boys weren't to know
Now thirty years on he's past
And finally I have a key
I slowly unlock the door and take a breath
Inside are animals of all different sizes
Stuffed and looking grand
Father was a taxidermist
Nothing unnatural all along

Wonder down Mayfair on a busy afternoon
There in all its beauty lies a shop
Where succulent pastries are served
And cakes that ooze the simple delights of life
Established in 1854 and a survivor of two world wars
A national treasure never honoured
It leaves a lasting taste
The owner is a little Italian gent
Named Romeo which is quite quaint
A ***** named Nigel sits underneath the window
Begging for food or some change
And this is where the magic takes place
Cause Romeo truly shows his heart
When he gives Nigel a large sticky eclair
He then tends to his customers modestly
The police never move the man named Nigel
Cause Romeo wants the sign of the times to stay
Not to be moved from under the window
Of his Old Cake Shop in the heart of busy Mayfair

Poor innocent people forced to elope
From their dwellings to which they were fond
Not knowing for sure what the crystal ball is foretelling
Or what awaits them from across the pond

A minority language completely misunderstood
Ignorance showers their very being
They try so hard to climb the ladders
But are afraid of the brutality they'll be seeing

A land of wonder but also of hate
Stretches out before their eyes
Nows the time to lay down some roots
Learn quickly how the land lies

Scattered dreams destroyed for some
But new opportunities made for others
Children need to feel the west
As do their fathers and their mothers