From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you.. You won't remember the long nights;. coffee bars; black tights and white thighs. in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made.
Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,. blue reflections mute and dim. beckon tearful child of wonder. to repentance of the sin.. And the blind and lusty lovers.
Did you hear mother --. Saying I'm wrong but I know I'm right.. Did you hear father?. Calling my name into the night.. Saying I'll never be what I am now..
Shout if you will, but that just won't do.. I, for one, would rather follow softer options.. I'll take the easy line; another sip of wine,. and if I ignore the face you wore it's just a way of.
Old lady with a barrow; life near ending. Standing by the harbour wall; warm wishes sending. children on the cold sea swell ---. not fishers of men ---.
I flew in on the evening plane. Is it such a good idea that I am here again?. And I could cut my cold breath with a knife. And taste the winter of another life.
I believe in fires at midnight ---. when the dogs have all been fed.. A golden toddy on the mantle ---. a broken gun beneath the bed.. Silken mist outside the window..
Don't want to be a fat man. People would think that I was just good fun, man. Would rather be a thin man. I am so glad to go on being one, man. . Too much to carry around with you.
Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire. laid by the father for the son.. Good shelter down there on the valley floor,. down by where the sweet stream run..
Placing people in their dreamscape. with fantasies of foreign fields. Lofty spires all well appointed. In off-season special deals.. . To far Alaska: down to Rio in the Carnival.
She smiles at me. from beyond the eastern sea-shore.. Flashing jewelled eyes,. she hoists her skirts so high.. Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar ---. it's really up to her..
Fallen on hard times, but it feels good to know. That milk and honey's just around the bend. Running on bad lines we'd better run as we go. Tear up, tear up the overdraft again.
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In the late hours of a sunset rendezvous ---. chill breeze against tide, that carries me from you.. Got a job in a southern city --- got some lead-free in my tank..
Will they ever stop drivin' me?. Have they ever taken time to see. That I need some rest. If I'm to do my best?. . Can I please stop workin' so hard?.
Clear light on a slick palm. as I mis-deal the day. Slip the night from a shaved pack. make a marked card play. Call twilight hours down. from a heaven home.
Your mother she protected you. And softened every blow. And brought you up to fear the worst. To be careful as you go. . And the learned educators. With drip-feed [thrifty?] facts to fill.
I have one foot in the graveyard. and the other on the bus. and the passengers do trample. eachother in the rush.. and the chicken hearted lawman. is throwing up his fill.
I am your neighbor. I seem most respectable,. But underneath I'm an iniquitous toad.. So many dreadful mishaps have befallen you ---. down at the end of your road..