so what does it matter if i hurt
i am stronger than rejection
i have had all that
i know i can find positive direction
i am stronger than weak tears

when you have got seaside depression
you need someone
to make an end of the pier impression

i do it in my sleep
i do it in my dreams
i crash from shop to shop
i do it till i drop
i do it for no one but you

love me till the end
of this gritty town
love me only when i am near
our relationship was as long as our dreams
and as short as this town’s pier

and big mouths
have the same heart
as the shy,
and those who have watched windows
as the raindrops run dry

the day is a dog
let it stray
throw it a stick
tell it to wait
tell it to come back another day

she telephones with the news
he has moved and she is still a puzzle
but i do not care about the clues
her bark is worse than her bite
and i do not have the muzzle

you gave me a smile
it was sometime last week
i could wait a while
till i find my feet

saddened by its death
iits ashes and embers
and its fading breath
speak to you tomorrow
has become, speak to you sometime…

the frustration of you
is nothing new
it is not colourful
only ever blue