The whined from the tires
The lag off the choral
Saying this year will be known by the lines on my face
Pulled out off the water
Head rests on aeroplane windows
Laughin' this year they'll never catch me again
The wind brings up the fire
Rooms swell like in a storm
It was in your hair and your stair
Went through this mortal world
The whistles blew off the rails
Ropes flew at the seabird docks
It was in your hands and your ear
Gave no heed to calls of love
The leaves call out a warning
Lamp shade lace in auburn
Left all to the searching and the yearning light
Hang no vacancy
The pages read of slavery
Words in unrequited desire
Settle down let the note ring
For whom the bell tolls
Helium shaped heart balloon
Eyes stared at your room ceiling
I said set it free in the park
She said " I'll keep it , for someone who needs it ,
In need "