Dear Lover (day 151)

Determined and passionate
Hopeless, without regret

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me of why I matter

Escaping the wrath
Of uncontrolled banter

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me of why I matter

Shooting the breeze
Cocktail and harmony

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me that we can

Been Looking (day 150)

Where have you been, love?
I’ve been looking around
I’ve seen your last tracks
But never you’re found

I’ve asked friends and family
I’ve asked brothers and sisters
I’ve asked teachers and doctors
I’ve asked long lost lovers

Where have you been, love?
I’ve been looking around
I have memories to build here
With empty spaces to fill

Project Status (day 149)

Cool, cool, cool, cool
I like that, that works for me
But no, lets not do that
That’s no good for me
We’ll forget we mentioned that

Did you remember about this?
I was thinking we should add that..
Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…
Can you please send me an email update
What’s your ETA on completing the algorithm?

We’re getting close to the deadline
I’m not sure we should waste our time on that
I’ve thought of this, but decided with that
I can’t make that work, so we’ll put that in the bugs
And that, yeh, that’s a problem

Email…Email…Email…Email…
Edit, redraft, update, edit
Can you please put together section 2 for me
I’ve gone ahead and made the changes
It should be good to go now

Crossroads (day 147)

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps a little chinchilla
Perhaps a scary Godzilla

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps the eyes of desire
Perhaps the enchanted Medusa

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps a roll of fortune
Perhaps a chance encounter

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps the change of direction
Perhaps a charming burlesque

Rocket Queen (day 146)

Aloof and alone
Too busy to moan
Fancy footing and ill fitting
Damned these clothes together again

Loose belts
And low knickers
High hopes and bed wetters
Chances are slim to none, I hope

Rainbows and proud Wellies
Puddle hops and muddled tops
Crowd gained, a crowd lost
Proud moments for me, mother