Adjust all i mean
Extract from My City
at a place where i can learn that sound is vibration ,
by Henry Raby
many a modern man , many a scapegoat , messy handwritting
seems like my head caved in , in my prime with sad sad plans
such sad plans ,
and thats more like it
I am not free or dead ,
have had a homecoming party , had a fight and i can write , so im mixed
up ,
Take a walk in my city When the sun shines, you’ll always find a space patch
of grass, see old bricks cascade in light and with the sound of a busker in the
background things can just feel right. Nestled and secure, my city was a city of
safe swords and soldiers. It is protected, it’s thick walls a humbling shell. It
doesn’t reach too high, just enough to fit into a tourist’s snapshot while the
roots sap deep on history. We have maps on display; we pretend not to have
mysteries.
My city has a lot of growing up to do.
They are all going to laugh at you.
more paranoid than normal just trying to make friends again and again
and again and
Oh Blue Sky Thinking
i have been through a break up or two
Corporate Gobshittery
the woman with the tattoo was nothing but sunshine , made me travel
Sat Outside the Box
and between the lines i cry for the sheep
Woah! Coulson and Brooks
Cameron looks on sadly
no need to question my intentions
it goes .
if i was santa claus i would be an aspiring sociopath
but i am not any of them
getting lost and found lost and found lost and found lost and found
God loves it if your ugly , give me strength ! , fuck you friend
because lovelife saves the day , cashier in a convenience store ,
asleep on the floor , met a girl with hope , one of a kind
"I thought she loved me?"
Opportunity
Comes round here regularly
But not for us two
Jeremy's gutted
Lewisham Hospital saved
Hands off NHS
Prices up again
It's shareholder ecstacy
Eat or heat the choice
Dale prudent