We are boring
The love flowed with tears and hope
Eternal youth, hurt, eternal mope.
I offer an adoring...

Gaze into your spiral eyes
The loved poured from every pore
Gushing forth, bled, salted sore.
You wince in painful...

Embrace my stiffened
... lies to find you tried
I understand, sigh, spiral behind
You numb in final...

Reprise.

- Simon Huggins, 31st July 1994