Let It Be (Beatles)

Sedum Palustre, Sedum Rotundifolium
Serums of ecstasies
Serums of saints and sinners
Sedums of successful procreation
Latin first and Latin last
Latin for lover’s communication
Lothario with his poems of pasts
Latin to the point of fornication

Let it be then let it be
The chosen words where it was ok
Let me see then let me see
The chosen words were encouraging
Yet not to be said again
No, no more those words to be spoken
Neither on the pillows nor the bed
Words of sex so even-handedly unopened

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She (Charles Aznavour)

Soft submissive sands
There to place hands
Softly upon your navel
Warm instilling thoughts
That we ought to didn’t we
We ought to go a little further
Further into the deep of night
Further to the hopes of our saviour

Tender is the skin
The skin which so so calmly says
Pray won’t you please come on in
Enter but enter slowly and fondle
Feel the storms begin to rise
With those wanton wish-fulfilling sighs
Yes oh yes we should oh yes we should be sated
Be together yes sated together as now as later

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500 Miles (Proclaimers)

You slide about
On packed white snow
I walk into town
In search of toothpaste and slippers
You post a streaming video
So that your friends and folks might know
I on the other hand
Remain mute about listening to The Hunter

Once more as before
You bag another Scottish Munro
Whilst for our tea on Thursdays
We have milk-boiled kippers
You sang in abundant joy
At the Portuguese karaoke show
Albeit against a disapproving face
As black as abject thunder

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Reason To Believe (Rod Stewart)

Seriously pink sand
Are we going anywhere
Let me take you by the hand
Let me meet you there
Single golden band
Are we tied to anything
Some words are rather grand
They say so so many things

Roll back
As waves for surfers surf
Add to the stack
With love not mirth
Turn over
As once we are, so so once more
In the clover
As kept always in the store

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Hallelujah (Jeff Buckley)

And so then now why wouldn’t you
Make your own cover version
Nothing of you hidden or given away
By you singing someone else’s song
Not by the words that is
But boy oh boy
What heart-wrenching longing
What tearful soul-suspended despair

For you your minor key was anything but
Heavy with the blanket of a lover’s ache
Heavier with the futility of a lover’s loss
Yes you took yourself to anywhere but
Into those rooms where fools and devils roam
Into those spaces for the almost silent
Except, yes except you heard your own cry
A cry which carried itself into the vast deafness

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