The Most Romantic Reaction

Found this little cheesy number I wrote when I was 18, thought i’d share it with ya’llz, I think I posted this once then deleted out of shame, fear and more shame, but then I thought y’know… don’t forget where you came from yo yo

Bring me down slowly to the structures of old 
A barren ally wasteland to avoid the coming cold 
With objectives to make the truth to me clear 
Inching ever closer to a scheme to pry on fear 

Tear down the image of your dame 
Due to the lack of intentions to tame 
Now she’s on her claim to fame 
Any ideals you had hath been slain 

Distruaght by the truth, nothing short of bruised, and rather confused
Questioning what it is i’m now supposed to do 
She closes in and, wisper so softly 
‘You don’t need to witness this foley’ 
And i just know, she could be the one to save me 

No please don’t go 
Settle down, Take a seat 
Wrap yourself in my image 
And please stay with me 

Now just remeber what your mother told you son 
Their are rules and things that simply cannot be done 
But now the push has come to shove time to take your turn 
Prehaps after caving in you could tell her what you learned 

The plot thickens and i think ‘it’s great’ 
Victims to perpetraitors in seconds stright 
A twinkle in the eye hints at the sin 
How could we ever explain were we’ve been? 

‘Don’t blame yourself’ She states as she straifs in, ever so closer 
We’re millimeters away from commiting the ultimate sin 
Dispite what you have been told by many 
Thoese rules seem so unesscercy 
I’ve never felt so close and yet so far 

No please don’t go 
Hold on now, Take my hand 
Wrap yourself in my image 
And please come home with me

Railroad Love Affair

Mastering the art of human osmosis
To piledriver though these walls of flesh
In hopes of make the winning touchdown
On the 12:45 to Liverpool Street

There’s business betty gloves on hands
As she refused human contact
Her husbands lost in his summer condom
Getting his fix from the family accountant

Daddy Dexter’s spawn have gave him the ultimatum:
A free stallion at the petting zoo
But the dilemma is he only has the funds;
For two whippies and a Vimto

Then there’s Lovely Lindsey and Nervous Nigel
As they exchange skin cells on their nose
She’s excited for heels on the sunny coast
He’s worried his devoted will catch him today

As for me?… I don’t think to much about these things
I couldn’t even tell you what a ‘Harwich’ is

But soon I’ll be sampling it’s grass in between my toes
And analyzing the local wildlife: The Superdry-a-saurs
While tasting the local brew, transmitting shocks down my tongue
She said “Your making fossils out of compost here darling”

The moss on top of a trifle for most, but to me this place is a gateway
To days away from neon blue clad mummysitters
And the fight for custody for my friends from friends
Nuts to that I wanna see new cobblestones when i stare at my feet
Well that’s the cover anyways

The reality is I wanna see new eyes press up against mine
Eyes that don’t regret
Eyes that react to mine
Eyes that will offer me a bacon sub

The eyes in the cesspool don’t get it
Don’t pry love just remind me again
Why you took a gamble on me?

Let’s Make This Annual

As if on cue, the second the sun hits the earth
The barricades collapses and the messages begin
I think it’s time to dip into the life savings
And think about showing my face around your town again

As much as I’ve dearly missed, hearing the little cracks in your voice
There was no way to open communication, at any other time of the year
Education you see, she is a cruel mistress
She yanked the chain around your neck, whenever you came near
With such little time you’d never slink under your fella’s radar

But all that fades from the grey matter
The second I step off that train
With that grin of yours greeting me
Then it becomes clear
That summer has only just started

You start to lose track of the days, after the third night of haze
Waking up on the floor, With your head resting on someone’s door
But the back pains are worth it in the end
When you open your eyes with your head nested in my chest

I would’ve emptied my bank account and paid, just to live in this moment till my grave
With fingers travelling through your hair, I kiss your head as we move to the chairs
I know I couldn’t be the only one during them late Friday nights
Perched on the edge of my bed watching the calendar for this day

How can this feeling ever be considered wrong?
Spread on fields of green in each other’s arms
Come here, I’ll make you forget all about him
If you just take me back four years

My summer can’t begin until I’ve seen you
My year can’t move on until I’ve held you
My winter gets colder when you’re not in it
My life’s a little more dull when you’re not a part of it