Here comes the winter sun

September 5th, 2011
Today was gonna be the day that the winter came back and the sky turned grey

We all thought that winter was near and now we know that it’s nearer than we thought

You have to wonder why the sunshine always goes away

Like day to night the inevitability is blindingly obvious to me

What’s more I’ve never known the truth or cared for the fact that I will never be used to the facts

My way is the one that I know and everyone else is running on a separate track

We need a collective sigh at the arrogance of the human race and the fact that we all feel so unique

Although if we are all so similar why does it feel that I am the only one running the race

What race, if only I knew then I would hold the key

Keys and locks, a sign of uncovering the truth but perhaps that’s too much of a cosy thought

Until that day I’m going to keep walking, whistling in the wind and ripping off Oasis songs

Adele, too young too soon, me too

April 16th, 2011
I wish i could promise you what you want to know,

Me I am my own worst enemy,

What I said was true, I always loved you.

I will always think of you and the times we had, the best part is that we had them to begin with.

Always remember the times we laughed and watched the world act like they’re meant to.

One day we’ll meet and laugh at what a fool I was and how you were an angel for putting up with me.

My love I hope you find someone like you.

Your trust and love is too good to be true, I’m not like the average guy, problems too big for you and I.

Maybe one day I’ll be ready to meet someone alike and we’ll light up the sky.

Just as we did, but no-one saw, they were to busy keeping score.

I know I was bad, I know I’m not right, the thing about me is I have a personal fight.

I hope I can win, you have helped me begin.

Ever spinning wheel on a colander spoon shaped bowl

February 24th, 2011
What gives you that satisfied feeling?

Is it knowing you are there or knowing they are?

I know it’s not the superficial things in life such as the size of your downstairs loo,

My hope is that it will at least be the fact of feeling fresh and starting the day anew,

With hope and belief in the meaning of life,

Please Lord guide me through this mess and I will forever be by your side,

Gone with the wind as these thoughts often go,

Stay steadfast and be good to others, this will guide us all through.

Sweet like pepper on a sunday morning

November 24th, 2010
If I said to you I knew a secret would you believe me

The phone ringer, here I goer

Let me know the story to be told, the phone ringer, get that would’yer

Here I goer, can you tell a secret if I let you know

All I want to ask is if you’ve ever met me before

I love you, can yer keep a secret like I told yer before

The phone is ringing let me get that like I told yer before

Getting older feeling bolder

December 19th, 2010
Getting older is a funny pre-occupation, easily forgotten – but always there.
Like your shadow when the sun is hiding it’s loving glare, then poof it’s back and drawing a familiar stare.

Your hair is thinning and your frown lines showing, baldness blowing and maybe your labido is also going.

My advice is to worry your little mind to the hilt, you are the only one this is happening to and a solution needs to happen quick.

Let’s all get up and have a little dance – if only your limbs would let you, your mama should know, she was young once surely. Lets ask Shirley if she thinks I still look good, the blank stare says it all, ‘you’re as young as you feel’.

That’s what Sadie says, I say I’ve felt old my whole life so going forward can only be one direction.

Let’s go, let’s do it, stop crying you baby, get your head straight and relax, chat over, life begun, no stopping now.

One way ticket to the inevitable please, better start working for those old peoples home fees.

You will never…me*t anyone, l@@e m*…

March 6th, 2010

I’m not the devil, neither are you. We just have our hands tied, that’s more unfortunate for both involved, multiplied together that equals 2.

2 times more grief and 2 times not what it used to be.

The Weather is But a Passing Phase

February 23rd, 2010
Fishing for a sunny afternoon, in the winter rain,

As the london drowns, so do the memories of that kind of afternoon,

Cold drinks are replaced by tea and coffee,

Short skirts are overlooked in favour of mocassin and thermal undies,

The houses are cold and the streets have lost their sparkle, everything seems to have been put beneath a giant puddle.

The inside is the way to go, walk quickly not slow, hurry now don’t dawdle, rain as thick and fast as

I’ve ever seen, reminds me of a song by that guy Kelly. Gene.

You know my jokes already are lax, the weather needs to take the same advice and kick back.

We need a heatwave not frostbite, c’mon Jack let us go, before we drown under this bleedin’ weather

I want my t.shirt back and to throw this thick jacket away, get me a ticket on the next flight as long as it leaves today,

I want to be in a sunny place having a sing, lying back on a long lounger and nursing a sly grin.

Planning my next move to the bar and back sounds like to much to me,

Nothing but bliss, a book and a bottle of factor 20.