The Death of a LoveMy mouth still remembers that time you first kissed me
My heart can’t forget that time that you loved me My eyes lit up when you told me you missed me And the heavens sang sweet songs above me Every seductive glance Every touch and tickle Makes my body want to dance And goosebumps make my skin prickle My mind still aches from thinking of you My lips still taste like you My arms want to wrap themselves around you And my soul has been chased by you Every little love letter That gave me a papercut You kissed it better Tenderly, with your eyes shut I miss those days of bliss I yearn for their return I can never have you back Our relationship a mere afterburn My words express more than my face My tears tell tales of disgrace My broken heart bleeds with pain And I can’t go through that ever again.
0 Comments
Dreams smash like precious pottery
They are never around for long You have to seize any moment you get But be prepared to get things wrong It’s the same with love How many times can you say she’s the one? Relationships congeal and drip in the gutter The heart is a thief and the mind is a con The dying moon signals its intent To bathe your silver thoughts The stars freckle the sky Even when a love aborts Dreams are like shooting stars They shine their brightest when they burn out It’s the same with love Sometimes things just don’t turn out Men have killed and women have sinned All to save their heart from breaking The mind plays tricks And some hands can’t stop shaking It’s the same with love It never fully goes away Merely shunts into the shadows Before its next chance to go on display The emotional distress caused Is enough to avoid love forever But when you get it right, well, You’ll never want to be without it. Ever. How can you go on?
Knowing that the world is wrong? Black is the colour of the sky And the mournful song Is loud and clear Terror on the streets Equates to bloodshed and tears Tantrums and lies from the media Make a bad situation worse For pain endures longer than cheers Barcelona, Berlin, Paris, Manchester All ravaged by a world at war At war with itself Incapable of peace But making orphans, martyrs and more Radicals shooting and driving People screaming and running All for a cause that is not quite clear All for a cause that threatens to destroy Everything mankind holds dear Rest in peace The victims in pieces The world on its knees Helpless, hopeless As hate walks up to the crease What can we do? To end the terror and suffering What can we say? To make it all go away We stand as one, a world united Against hate, war and oppression Against extremists and aggression Against bombs, blood and recession Against murder, weapons and repression We are the world. Born into this old fishing town
Usually people moan and frown They claim that they're not from here And that they're not as austere But I don't complain about such a thing I try and keep away from the politicians sting They make uneducated slurs at my home turf But I can tell you- I've been here since berf. The olden days when here was the place to be The fish, the docks and camaraderie The old manufacturing business was great There was simply nothing to hate Then came the tyranny and neglect As the indigenous settlers began to defect Leaving behind this concrete shell Of what the government likes to call Northern Hell. Born into this old fishing town That has, for so often, been ground down The docks have gone, the drugs come in Most people call it a place filled with sin But it is my hometown and will always remain The place that made me and ingrained in my brain The southern softies know nothing of life In this old fishing town with it's crime and strife. The future looks unremittingly broke The town will become the capital of coke The skag dealers and gun nuts That live day to day in slums and huts All because of short-sighted decision And the disregard for historical precision I will never hate my birth place But I might have to give it a wide berth, ace. I never want to go to Chester
Dancing with women that look like Uncle Fester I never want to go to Ascot And interact with a mascot I never want to go to Bristol I’ll end up the wrong end of a pistol The wonders of the world are here The wonders of the world to cheer I never want to go to Stoke And see where the world comes to croak I never want to go to Dundee Where everyone has hair below their knee I never want to go to Crewe But I live here now, so that’s not true The wonders of the world around The wonders of the world surround I never want to see Hull Or any of Yorkshire, it’s quite dull I never want to see Burnley I can tell you that, now, very firmly I never want to see the South Especially with my coarse, northern mouth The wonders of the world hidden The wonders of the world forbidden On my mind, in my head
Out of touch, in my bed Running through dreams Walking in-betweens That’s how it is, thinking of you Sitting and waiting Flitting, anticipating Stand to attention Beautiful affection That’s how it is, knowing you Wasting away the afternoons Drinks and dancing in Spoons Holding back the feels As I held onto your heels The place is jumping, rocking The place is bouncing, mocking Heart racing, break-dancing in my ribcage Brain going haywire, as you get up on the stage Tell me you love me Tell me you know Tell me I can’t see But don’t tell me to go On my mind, stuck in my brain Out of time, in my arms again Invading my nightmare Without even a slight care That’s how it is, seeing you Breaking the bank, staying at home Taking the bait and being alone In my head or in my bed Let’s share it all instead That’s how it is, thinking of you I miss her badly
Even after a few days I love her madly And in so many ways Always on my mind Forever dreaming She’s my one of a kind My diamond, gleaming Those dazzling smiles Meant only for me Those eyes that shine for miles The colour of the sea We are one, together Linked by body and heart We are one, forever I’ve known it since the start Once upon a time there was a prophet
In shades and a cowboy hat He spoke of man and how they hate But also of the love under that, Once upon a time he had an army That followed his every word He said people are the very universe In a voice that could always be heard, Once upon a time he stood up for us Humanity was his muse Never faltering, buckling or breaking Turning rebellion into the sound of the blues. The trees are bare, the snow is on the ground
You don’t have to be cold, I’ll be around Wrapped up in each other, away from the chill The late-night sky, silent and still Lighting a fire, you laughed when it went out With that sulky face I love, the one I can’t be without I kissed you tenderly, melting in the heat Our romance gave light to the whole street The bleak winter thawed under you and me December was our time to be free. The fire burns out, slowly by dying ember Forget summer, the cuddly embrace of December Was better than everything else. It was ours It was nothing else as spring cowers The freezing air, we shared together those days In loving bliss, with each glance and gaze There was nothing to stop us, or put out that fire With tinsel and holly and a festive choir My favourite place to be, it’s true Is anywhere, December, with you. Get up, get dressed, all in a haste
You wince as you swallow toothpaste Your half-awake head cannot tell If it’s you making that smell No time to worry You’re in a hurry Bleary eyed and sleep deprived But at your lecture, you’ve arrived. Dinner time you want bacon No idea what else you’re making Is that so very hard? Is when you max out your Barclaycard So much work, so much fun You feel like life has just begun The student life, hark at its glory The first chapter in your life story. No time for rest, drinks o’clock Never mind sleep, never mind your flock Out to the drinking dens we go Us students are always in the know If you can’t hack it, why If you don’t crack it, try That’s the beauty of university The drink, the drugs, the diversity. |