DELICATE CYCLE

now I feel ungrateful
too late to appreciate
what I've got
or not looked at all
a fool,
you trust me
open 24/7
sore head
a machine,
leaking,
stuck on a delicate cycle
you pass me by
quietly thinking
what it would be like
to disappear

PIN HEAD

the concrete illuminates
my sorry eyes
the smoke I breathed
the girls that believed me
are gone now
how do you know who I am?
de-pressed,
a button
that's broken
but I'd never choose
to be like this
I'd kiss you
tell you it's fine
and by fine
I mean fucked
but I am the lost soul
I am the selfish son
no meaning in the bottom of a glass
no belief that this will last
no pretending without you
my pin head, pin heart
dead romantic
at this moment,
you mean everything

PEPPERMINT

last night
I had a peppermint lover
2 seconds away
from owing me a drink

AFTER HOURS

this pink mist
cigarettes, on the ground
we pick each other up
and find there's hope
in human heat

after all the
love,
loss
and empty bottles
we realise
the sun's always rising somewhere,
here, there and everywhere

over what we lost
and what we never thought we had

CLEARASIL

you're only
as lonely
as much as you know me

never enough
together,
trusting,
trying

dyeing your skin
clear as you cry

I'M OK, YOU'RE OK

I'm ok,
you're ok
and what we have is more
than the days we spent as something else
when here is where you tell me
they need us,
we need them,
more than I think.
fresh feelings
fill what we left,
we see that we're needed
we know that
we know what
we've got

HERE IS ALWAYS SOMEWHERE ELSE

here is always somewhere else,
so where does that leave me?
being alone is one thing
but I'm lonelier still
with all these heads
finding mine
amongst all theirs
staring at the shapes
on a brick wall
waiting for here to be all,
to be everything
instead of somewhere else