Friday, August 28, 2009

This waking life

You may discover your journey in this waking life
needing to speed up in order to get on board the boat
I had to scramble off the ocean floor
After some long neglected thoughts
The sea bed looks so pretty from here
But I must reach the surface
The sky and air is waiting for me.


Stroppy suckers talking & talking
Talking till they hang themselves
Have you got the number for the psyched connection?
No matter, I’ll show you how it is
I’m not a hotel or geisha, no love from my end today.