WHATS IT ALL MEAN
Charlotte sometimes
in the hanging garden
where 3 imaginary boys
lead me to the head on the door.
She's says
lets go to bed
I see caterpillars
and love cats
in my head.
I hope they find
a cure
for this madness
but I don't think they've found it yet.
Lost in a forest
10.15 on a Saturday night
I'm almost jumping
someone else's train
killing an Arab
not the same.
Japanese whispers
boys don't cry
seventeen second
till I die.
Just one kiss
in the upstairs room
before
the fire in Cairo
brings every thing
to a grinding halt.
In the dream
all cats are grey
but they don't
speak my language
as I watch
play for today.
I find myself
on fascination street
with
pictures of you
in my hand.
The holy hour
prayers for rain
homesick
its the last dance again
as they
closedown
with a
love song .
WORDS BY PETER STOCK WITH HELP OF CURE SONG TITLES HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTION COPY RIGHT 2019
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