Monthly Archives: February 2010

Post Yesterday

By Richard | Published: February 26, 2010
After yesterday Did I really need to write another song? A drawling melody That moves a sad story along. I should have taken it out I should have taken it out on you The final line in my notebook reads; "Taken it out; my flatmate, my coworkers".  Not sure where I was going with this, and I'm curious why I said [...]
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Misdemeanour

By Richard | Published: February 23, 2010
She was brought in on a misdemeanour But she was guilty of a greater crime She had bitten off the hand that feeds her She'd been playing with the hands of time I should have known there was something about her I should have seen it in the way she stood She was hovering two feet above the ground And she had [...]
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She heard from him again today…

By Richard | Published: February 12, 2010
She heard from him  again today Just to say that he's O.K Not up to much Just work The gym Wondered if she'd thought of him Connect on Facebook? As the cool kids do You can read about me I can learn about you Remember when? We went here.... I still have the photos You and me That carefree summer Responsibility sucks Yours, always
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The Lettermaker

By Richard | Published: February 9, 2010
The Lettermaker points to A A is the letter of the day No-one knew what to expect from the new teacher No-one expected the new teacher The suit Sir wore was Sir's credentials Perhaps his only credentials, how were we to know? The Lettermaker on his desk Wooden, square with a big A inside A loan from the primary school perhaps? Him too? Abbot at [...]
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The Position

By Richard | Published: February 1, 2010
They're working out their position now Where do we stand on how? Moving Christmas forward further still Can we get away with another coup? Will people wonder where the Easter Bunny's gone too? A year is no longer measured in days But media opportunites where the consumer pays THROW YOUR MONEY OVER HERE! FEELINGS FOR SALE NOW! Sympathy comes at little cost Guilt the commodity [...]
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