The plural pair sat on benches
she couldnt reveal why
she didn’t want to wear a watch
And see the second half of a featurettes
guilded swans amongst Lily’s.
what to say when your just a incomplete motorbike
and bit short of being a full romance novel
a book based on a religious maths equation
You may been taught to translate wrong.
I cant play that game of cards with you right now
written and sung in a barber busy day
i would just be a apparition of a aurora
rather than a appetiser
like the loose leave tea they used to read.
Maybe our moods will improve on a bench down town
where the single headlights go.
There’s no traffic or time called on this road
and i found that place they call home
Was no plaice as a fish I wished to go.
And if there’s a snake its on ever plural line scrawled
In precursive script where there’s probably a fire to be extinguished
By the dog walking the clouds.