ON THE BRIGHT SIDE:

It’s not there,
And that’s a nightmare,
Yeah,
Yeah people,
Passed from hand-to-hand,

In our little hole,
Staring into space,
Cross-legged,
Dressed for another place,

Extracted from dreams & diaries,
Ignoring physical company,
For something virtually smiling,

The last time I saw her I cried,
I’ve been so anxious since we broke up,
We soon got back into the swing of it,
We did snowman biscuits

(K)