no umbrella
no raincoat
just me and cinderella
lost like a little boy
Trying to Escape – Written Tuesday 14th April 2002 (Aged 27)
Trying to Escape i am sure, that in the prison cell there is a great person – trying to escape…
The Verge – Written Tuesday 14th April 2002 (Aged 27)
on the verge
of tears
of a hill
well i broke down
and still they did not seem real
There to Here – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
not sure of who i used to be
or what i wanted to be
i believe i have always understood
if that is the case
Hold On With All Your Might – Written April 2007 (Aged 27)
just like –
little yellow post-it notes are –
the revolution of petty office politics
Throwing Pennies – Written Tuesday 9th April 2002 (Aged 27)
we are tired of throwing pennies
into the wishing well
take me back to childhood bedtime
and stories that we tell
The Brightest Light – Written Tuesday 9th April 2002 (Aged 27)
there is a chance
that i may not know the dance
and as dazzling lights shines on
the reflection of your glance
is the brightest light that has ever shone
Tradition – Written Tuesday 9th April 2002 (Aged 27)
so this country
wants a king and queen after all
this country needs to pull its socks up
our dignity, for too long, has been in freefall
The City – Written Tuesday 9th April 2002 (Aged 27)
old london town
will not being this englishman down
with its spires and its clowns
i cling to every sound
i walk with a sunny smile
Where Are You? – Written Tuesday 9th April 2002 (Aged 27)
if i am here
then, where are you?
with that dead end job
and business like shoes
