Slow Sad Song

Slow sad song
Slow sad song
Where did it go wrong?
Pear-shaped – I’m tired from the sun.

Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m wrong
About you – I’m tired from the sun.

I want away
I want away from you.

Slow sad song
Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m wrong about you.

Wolfboy

Sad drunk boy, are you numb?
Lips and fingertips blue.

Mad bad boy. From one to ten
And repeat once again.

You hide in my backyard
Moon shine bright and hard
Wolfboy how did you ever hide your changing heart?

Smoke drink boy – it’s not fun.
Dumb it down again.

Tired wired boy. Are you done?
Two becomes one.

Long haul boy. Vows undone,
Raw beneath your changing heart.

Torn worn boy, are you done?
You pick up and move right along.

And I know you didn’t mean to bite anyone.

The Sun, The Sand, The Sea

I’ve been to the pier
And I went down to the sea
To watch for the boat that would bring you to me

I walked through the night
In case I didn’t have the time right
In case I missed you
Or you missed me

You missed me

I search the sun and the sand and the sea
For signs and messages left there for me
I search the marks and the tracks in the sand
And I am trying to understand
I cast an eye to the heavens above
For signs that you have been sending your love

I woke up with the sun
And I went down to the sea
In case the storm in the night had brought you to me
And I search the changing tides
For signs of you in the sea
Because I miss you boy – do you miss me?

Sunburnt Boys

Sunburnt boys are playing on the beach
Jump so high, the ball you’re throwing flies
Out of reach, curving through the afternoon
What you want and what you need
Lightly oiled, machine-tooled

I watch from my chair,
You continue unaware –
The tide will soon come in and clean the beach where you have been

You’re so cool, sunburnt boys I’m on to you
You’re so cool, diamond-honed and finely tuned
You’re so cool, sunburnt boys I’m on to you
You’re so cool, lightly oiled, machine-tooled

5am, up at sunrise on the beach,
I saw your friends heading home to get some sleep
Invisible, by virtue of my camouflage,
I didn’t seem to catch their eyes –
Not like you caught mine.