Distance
Which is OK?
Very routine landing
H and G
The room
Day one and day two
White trash
Even dogs believe in ghosts
All that wet paper
Distance More than a friend forever faithful fiend I am a scapegoat in there where's island of Man No e-mail can reach in time nor a message written to a paper I was in a dream and bold the bookshelf is over before it even began it's a long swim from the island of Man it's a long way to anywhere It's been a long life I was in a dream and bold in where you are in where you were right now -top of page- Which is OK? I'm open without being aware of what my decision means to me tomorrow if I was closed our common understanding would be less than I can bare which would be OK I'm silent more quiet outside my head there's more to it but I don't tell which is OK I can take it not all of you can as long as you take care of yourselves it is OK -top of page- Very routine landing Very routine landing air so much underneath Time is short and then they get a life Good looking tits in a taped magazine This one's heart longs to to the time before c-cup I'm not allowed to read while landing I'm ripping off the tape and the magazine too is torn I saw you below I see you below walking by -top of page- H and G I've lost my faith in you I see it from the looks of others It's not advertising to say it through them old speakers First you have to be friends that can go on for years Then whisper quietly to her headphones H and G stands for Hi and Goodbye -top of page- The room you're the one that makes this room I'm the stranger in the room above be a sport come to the coast to east you know the place real ghosts don't leave their rooms but I believe in you don't prove to be real not anymore stranger's room is silent except computer is rendering agree on what he says about being reasonable just let the room be don't be angry with me don't prove to be real not anymore -top of page- Day one and day two day One it begins slowly their bodies sweep the floor empty pockets start the rockets the rockets the spooky rockets day Two of two girls come closer lava lamp looks like a ghost more coffee more change give coins to the ghost too large for indoor display more than a metre wide tacked to the wall like the truth but it's not Run -top of page- White trash Let's split this home in two till the year 2012 a common man's wish is a common man's curse and a curve where you're thrown is a curve of a girl is a curve of a girl Eventually kitchen sink is the place where you sink Work is more important work is everything We have every word to describe what we are Let's assume that you're done by the year 2012 That would be something despite of the girls the curves of the girls You're a family man by nature and against your will You're a family plan reaching to China by the year 2012 -top of page- Even dogs believe in ghosts even dogs believe in ghosts and then there's neighbours who don't not even when I'm sad and drinking and forgetting me Even dogs believe in ghosts some dogs know me from the way my smell touches them even after rain even then they know me Even dogs believe in ghosts -top of page- All that wet paper Going through pages after pages gathering pages I've read them all reason to read them is to spread them all It isn't like that once you've seen a shadow play it's all shadowplay Them moves... The best in movable things hands equals wings moving towards the end Ex equals sex Don't let them know you don't let them care It isn't like that Once you've seen a wind counting your pages it's all burden to me All that wet paper -top of page-