Some Say She Was Always Thus

You're looking round for someone new
It's for your love for the soul of blue
She’s looking good in shiny shoes
She is your soul her name is you

She never wavers and some say she was always thus
Right from the start on the dimly lit downtown bus
Sodium lights tracking her back to the smoke
The helicopter blades became the flashing joke

She never settled however well you played
Her field was wide open for the sharpest blade
With the morning dew to the evening light
A fractious footstep commenced her flight

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As The Tempest True

We're looking round for somewhere new
It's for our love our love of blue
We stand side by side as the tempest true
We are in our soul our name is you

We stand side by side as the breeze blows through
We stand side by side looking good in shiny shoes
We stand side by side as the tempest true

He stands six feet tall she stands five feet seven
With the helicopter blade as the flashing sight
She stands five feet seven he stands six feet tall
With the sharpest blade to commence the flight

We are in your soul our name is you
We are in your soul your love of blue
We stand side by side as the tempest true

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Shout Out For The Joy Of Love

Lift up your head damn you man
Smell the sea
Feel the sand between your toes
Breathe in the air
Shout out for the joy of love

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Not That I Want More Religion

Sat in the cafe I felt good, in my old black linen jacket, in my brand new striped cotton scarf

Something of a bohemian I thought to myself, I sure could take to this daytime coffee-shop society

Yet my home town has nothing so, how can I say, nothing so inspiring nor of such an intellectual bent as where I sit at in this present moment

Where Spanish Christians talk on their mobile phones, about how to encourage more youngsters to take up their religion

Not that I want more religion, I just use it as an example of what kind of people could be attracted to in a town with a university

A growing town with a history of wealth and social justice and royal patronage

Should I move here, or should I move my false pretences is the very next question which I ask myself

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The Sports Shop Proprietor’s Wife

A worrying dream, set in my old home town of Holmfirth

I was being summarily discarded
After spending a passionate night with an old flame
A girl from my youth, who indeed
I had similarly discarded, as a much younger man

My car had disappeared from the car park
It was a big old Lexus
Which my brother said
He'd just seen some people messing with

He thought that they had pushed it over the edge
Out from the car park
Down the steep fifty-metre bank
Then across the river, to behind the hotel

My biggest, most irrational fear
Was how to go home
To explain my dalliance
To my wife

In point of fact it was my first wife
Who I was feared of
Which in itself is a conundrum
Yes, the whole thing was all actually quite odd

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