Like a dragons breath upon a sleepy village
Imperious, loathing and full of hate
The black and suffocating evil smoke
Floods effortlessly under the garden gate
Screams of the past roar and echo
With every flame that lights up the sky
A thousand memories slowly fade way
Into the world that imprisons all that die
Between the falling beams and shimmering glass
Lonely souls see an end to their isolation
The rut they’ve all shared in endless limbo
Now erodes and brings thankful salvation
They silently weave through the alive and now
Who omit sweat and wear human skin
This was the street where they once walked
As they await a new chapter to begin
The house burns ablaze like a furnace
Like witches the ancients made the people loathe
A fallen beauty once of majestic dwelling
The house that lived along Cedar Grove

Welcome to the cheap seats
All tattered with brownish rust
Welcome to the cheap seats
Filled with memories of teenage lust
Welcome to the cheap seats
How time as removed their skin
Welcome to the cheap seats
A mere shadow of how they begin
Welcome to the cheap seats
The workers choice of viewing
Welcome to the cheap seats
Full of sweets that they were chewing

The thunderclap roar of a distant storm
Stirs my senses in the silent dorm
Lifting my legs over the metallic frame
The cold jolt I feel is always the same
As my tiny feet touch the icy floor
I cautiously look towards the shadowy door
Sound is lost like a soul in limbo
So I carefully tiptoe to the rain dowsed window
The street below is dark and foreboding
Creating the feeling that the world is corroding
I dream of daddy and mother together
Kissing me goodnight from the land of nether
A car flies past illuminating the room
Revealing the walls of this miserable tomb
Teardrops fall onto my ***** nailed hand
And I wipe them away every time they land
Praying God hears me before I go to heaven
Hoping for a little love to me orphan 7

Sat under the bridge
She watched the river
All reeds and ***** water
Nostalgically thinking
Of childhood dreams
And lessons the world had taught her
Chewing on a sandwich
From inside a packet
The freedom was running strong
Remembering school
And friends long gone
She burst into a song
Word for word
And line for line
It made her body sway
A song she loved
That took her back
Would get her through the day
Laying back
Eyes closed
She took a sip from a bottle
Smoking a ***
Whilst drinking beer
Her mind was in full throttle
Just one kiss
A little touch
Was all she wanted in this life
Everything was gone
Her world in ruins
Another beaten wife

Breakfast starts at 7 for the workers
All tired and weary and ready to sleep
Then onto the bus or into the car
Boarding a train to travel afar
Restless and bored souls in a heap
Those people we call the workers

Wearing overalls or ironed suits
Earning their well earned bread
Sat at a desk or digging a road
Slabbing cement or selling their load
The endless cycle they’ll do till their dead
Those people we call the workers

Joking with friends to pass the time
Anything to ease the monotonous day
Using the phone or tending to the sick
Driving around or patting a brick
Time after time and hour after hour
Longing to finish so they can play
Those people we call the workers

High up and nestling in the clouds
Is a house made just for me
And when comes the day
For me to leave this coil
I will fly upwards for a cup of tea

I will peer down eagerly from way up high
And watch the world in full stride
As the birds sing
Whilst the living play
I’ll feel warm and tingly inside

Maybe I might pay a visit occasionally
Just to say a quick hello
With a little reveal
Or tap on the door
That way I’m sure they’ll know

Their asleep, their asleep
I breath a sigh of relief
As my gentle brain unravels
And my heart begins to cheep

They snore, they snore
So content do I feel
The thoughts begin to spill out
Whilst my stamina comes to the fore

Silent breathing, silent breathing
A world of comfort floods my soul
When I look and feel all sentimental
With all the pride that I am weaving

Sweet little dreams, sweet little dreams
Share the two of them from the same pod
Tears of happiness well from my eyes
Causing my smile to burst at its seams