Please

Only echoes of a shallow tune
Lead a dancer for a while
Faded faces see across the room
Long forgotten, out of time

Lights soften down, there’s no-one around
The scene dissolving

Please, please, please

Ode to the chances of faraway left behind
I think of you
In the space on the side of sublime
And you say
The way is dark in the light of your eyes
And they’re both burning
Is anything ever the way it appears to be
At all in our lives

Moving through the day in a gentle slow
Takes the nearer far away
The final scene in the sad picture show
The Technicolor has turned to grey

Bird on a wire, a song to inspire
And no-one’s listening

Please, please, please

Ode to the chances of faraway left behind
I think of you
In the space on the side of sublime
And you say
The way is dark in the light of your eyes
And they’re both burning
Is anything ever the way it appears to be
At all in our lives

In my life

A life and years wasted, so far so bad but I believe
I have cried myself to sleep, for promises I’ll never never never keep

And its still, playing, on my mind

I still believe (So far away left behind)