Reaching out for love:

You
you leave me with no choice
are you staying or going
I want to hear your voice
see your eyes
feel your skin

staying, going,
staying, going
heart is pounding
pulse is rising
reaching out for love

the clothes your wearing
crying out and laughing
fists clenched and nostrils flaring
grabbing the air,
in front of you

staying, going,
staying, going
heart is pounding
pulse is rising
reaching out for love

the darkness of the street
rustling of the wind
you pick your place for us to meet
the cobbles, mocking me
telling me to leave

staying, going,
staying, going
heart is pounding
pulse is rising
reaching out for love

Inner life:

Colder than Antarctica,
louder than a car,
rotten eggs and gone off milk,
you smash it with a bar

the sound decaying through your head
like the cold dark killer world
your temple bulges, your fists clench
the fridge becomes quiet curled

the smell annoys you like a boomerang
it just won't go away
you wash it out and scrub it clean
but you just can't keep that smell at bay

the off white surface, boring and yuck
those flat straight sides
dented with anger, kicked with aggression
lying in a skip where it stays and hides

you taste the curry from last night
it tastes of old cardboard
you spit it out and screw you face
not quite the taste of lords

it lies with its heart of gold
you dump it with your heart of ice
that cold and painful feeling
it heads into the yard to dice

There’s a moral stranger
walking through the park
watching life pass by him
he’s searching for his morals

life, love, death, hate
survival is the way
taking life inch by inch
searching for my morals

such moral stranger
wasting every second
living just for love
loving just to live

life, love, death, hate
survival is the way
taking life inch by inch
searching for her morals

how can that moral stranger
do the things he does
collecting thorns and broken glass
hurting all he meets

life, love, death, hate
survival is the way
taking life inch by inch
searching for his morals

who is this moral stranger
does she ever sleep
awake all night
scared just to live

life, love, death, hate
survival is the way
taking life inch by inch
killing all I meet