Neil Solan

If for just one second
It had crossed my mind,
That this morning's goodbye
Would be the last time,
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One night at a time
Is not quite enough,
One whole night a week
You call my bluff.
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A bucketful of mutiny and I can argue myself to sleep
You my love can be dirty, you my love can be sweet
You my love can be faithful, you my love can be closed
You my love can be homespun
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I've earned me another pain,
I've earned me another tin roof in the rain,
I've earned me another stone in my shoe,
I've earned me another you.
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Hot chocolate coats
And cinnamon hats,
Won't keep me from the cold, in fact
There is just one reason
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I'm a satyr it seems
And I like to beat around the bush
If you know what I mean;
I'm a red-blooded male
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Cracked wheat stands in the barrels
While my patron saint waits around the back,
Killing thoughts with contemplation
And giving all clairvoyants the sack,
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The cider years have come to an end,
We have to grow old, we have to pay the rent;
It's showtime now for the dreams that we made,
The dirty hands have gone but the memories remain.
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Why do you keep me hanging on?
Like a battered housewife, so sick and tired but can’t let go.
Like a rusty old hand, to robust and proud to just let go and let fall.
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I've got a pocket full of co-ordination
And a radar of responsibility;
Snow-glazed trees pointing eastwards
And an invisible ring
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Do you kick the stones on your way to work?
Do you kick them until your feet begin to hurt?
With your hands in your pockets
And your eyes to the ground,
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We lived in a demented house;
We were long-term sufferers of the tangible crimes
But we had lots of laughs along the way.
We grew whatdoyacallems in the back yard
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This room just smells of illness
So take me back to the start,
These walls are made of the elastic
That hold you and I apart.
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She said:
'I don't care about your spotty head,
About your knobbly knees
Or your rickety bed,
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When battery farm was spawned
And grazing cow was tethered in the stall,
When swine fever saw the lawn out front,
Supermarket built up the wall.
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You know I love you,
I've told you once before!
You know I love you honey, after all
I opened up my door!
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If I had three lives I would surely die for you,
But until then I'll wait.
Admittedly, waiting is not my usual game
But my torch has long gone out
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She was wearing a hat of green
The day I first saw her,
The type you'd imagine a French youth to wear;
She created quite a stir
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I roll over to my right-hand side
And burn my sleeping face
On a device that clearly shouldn't be there.
I should probably think about moving my bed.
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Is Hades calling you?
Are there skeletons in your closet?
A table for two,
For you and the dark poet.
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