And as I stood under the blanket an endless inky sky,
I thought of all the lost love that had passed me by
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Back Seat Bus Culture,
Draws me towards it like khakis to a vulture.
And they don’t need no plead to indulge ya’
Coz these kids they got phones and ringtone clays to sculpture
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Oh Youth
Oh youth, oh youth, did I feel you again,
On that night when the wind licked my skin?
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Still Dreaming
Left him this morning - still sleeping,
Left my scent on his pillow for safe keeping
Made coffee his way, heat beaming
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Visions Of A Patio Dweller, words she created, someday I’ll tell her....
Because I can see a free breeze that that takes heed of these day dreams,
A quite magnificent little patch of land if I’m honest
All created by her in a fashion that’s modest
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Has it come to this?
Because when I signed up to this cold wind blistery
I thought the wind might bring things,
I thought about but never dreamed I’d see
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I didn’t put it there I will not take it away
She has bright eager eyes but she cries all day
And the tears she cries are from’ skies like crystal weather
So I bought a camera so I could freeze time for ever
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To my ex
I never could write
Anything about you
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Because my call time ran out
And ‘wanna meet’? Hints at sex
It’s nice to have someone to text.
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