All at sea. The cockroaches nest in my head As the snakes lose their charm I can’t remember what’s been said And I saw nothing in my palm Upstream fights my mood
There is a Thin Line There is a thin line between Life and death Love and hate How many of us find that out When it’s far too late? There are words never spoken
I will not wear a Poppy I will not wear a poppy For Remembrance Day The self righteous will be up in arms In their own ignorant way I’ll try not to remember What the poppy represents
Wrong Kind of People I should accept that sometimes in life You can meet the wrong kind of people It’s like a visit to an unknown church Where you cannot see the steeple