AFTER THE FLOOD:

The taxi driver turned the radio up when the news came on,
There were five items on the news,
Three killings,
A closure of a factory with the loss of a lot’ve jobs,
And sport,
Then a sixth item,
Slightly humorous,
But sneering at another countries political leader,
The place we just flew from seemed much happier,
That’s the luxury of being a tourist

(K)

DIRTY CITY:

Tiredness speaks with a certain urgency,
We landed in the rain,
It felt great,
But so many people complained,
I felt like the only one happy

(K)

EATING THE TREES:

We flew somewhere great,
At first,
From the air,
I thought it was too far from anywhere,
When we landed it looked different,
Perfect even

(K)

THIS GROOVE:

The driver arrived complaining,
Like drivers often do,
About how hard it was to find,
And the lack of a sign,
How his sat-nav went down,
And the phones don’t work out here,
And blah, blah, blah,
I switched off at the lack of a sign,

He told me he had a lot’ve land,
A garage for nine cars that he bought from a bloke off the tele,
An orchard,
I asked him what fruit it bore,
“Apples, Pears, Peaches, Plums”
He told me he was down-sizing,
And about the high power careers of his children,
I switched off at Plums,
And was climbing my granddad’s apple trees
by the time we reached the M25

(K)

TUNNEL OF LOVE:

We crossed a wooden bridge,
Through a wicker tunnel,
To a table in the sun,
A lady appeared covered in flowers,
Followed by a man wearing a straw sky,
“We reserved this table for you, we knew you were coming”
“Would you like to come inside and see our amazing things?”

(K)

FASTER THAN YOUR DADDY’S CAR:

We drove to a place near the border,
And pulled off the road into a field,
There were lightbulbs in the trees,
And houses,
Yeah,
Wooden houses in the trees!

(K)

A LINE WENT FOR A WALK ONE DAY:

Who wakes up in the wrong bed?
Who chases a thrill?
Who makes phone calls in the middle of the night?
Who comes home late?
Who sounds happy?
Who’s still missing?

(K)