Step into the night
I’ll lie here beneath the
moon light
I ain’t strong enough
to fight though I’m
bright enough to know
I can see it in the stars
we’re spinning out of control
come on in from the cold
lay your hand in mine
together we’ll grow old
we’ll talk about it all
until one of us falls
asleep
I walk the streets alone
the winter wind just
cuts you to the bone
I’m on the darker side
of grey this pain won’t
let me go blown away
with the wind now
how was I to know
come on in from the cold
lay your hand in mine
together we’ll grow old
we’ll talk about it all
until one of us falls
asleep
I’ve been shaking
in my skin there’s
nothing left here
to believe in
now I’m turning
into them I can feel
the awful sting
all the colours have
run clear there’s no
beauty left within
come on in from the cold
lay your hand in mine
together we’ll grow old
we’ll talk about it all
until one of us falls
asleep …
Clay.M

I happened to find myself
longing for some kind of
change, you were telling
me this in that little
cafe on the corner and
in that moment you left
you took away my breath
we were breathing
in the same air, now
it’s 2am and I’m drunk
again alone in this
two dollar room,
I open the widow and
look down at the street
and I try not to
think of you.
The neon signs flash
girls girls girls
as the radio plays
kind of blue,
the cigaret smoke
burns the back of
my throat as I
look down at the
holes in my shoes,
now I close all the blinds
and I turn off the lights
cause I don’t want to
face the day and
I, I won’t ignore
it’s true that I’m lost
and I know because
I’ve been here before,
and these days are
getting cold and if
the truth be told
I guess I miss you
I miss you …
Clay.M

All those nights
I spent alone
tangled in thought
wrapped in
winter dreaming
my breath against
the sky of
vivid blue
snow falling
like a ballet
so gracefully
on the pines
every scene
a painted picture
inside my mind
these are the
precious things
I know I will
find you here
you and your
beautiful lines
amongst the
soft blue mist
I pretend that
I am free …
Clay.M

I found you in a boat
made out of
unwanted things
there were holes
in your sails
your eyes were heavy
with the weight of sadness
I wish that you had stayed
Clay.M

I have seen a lot of places
though I’ve never
seen the snow
I drift beneath the
wisdom of a thousand
year old poem
you are just a stranger
though I know where
you’ve been
I’ve seen it in your sad eyes
I feel it on your skin
there is an echo in
the darkness there’s
a stillness in the air
I heard it in a whisper
that you still care
there is beauty in the
tragedy of this
broken world there’s a
subtle hint of indigo
in the smoke as it curls
there is a space between
you and I there’s a
shadow on the sun
reflecting on the water my
work here is almost done
now I’m left to face a new
day like a coward in the cold
I’ll wait beneath your breath
with the memories that I hold
now the taste of the wine
stays here for a while
as the candle light
burns on through the night
lavender perfume reminds
me of you … of you.
Clay.M