Early morning changes my colour, br Weakens my magnet for you to escape into sleep br I asked the girl in the corridor if she was a br Morning bird, she smiled then floated into the br Lacquered afternoon br So easy for her br Does she know of her boyfriends addiction? br br The sea has tempted me from Europe br I can't abide by words; they are forever changing, br Working towards a plot for some insane script. br br The funeral of a small town br Don't send flowers br Donate them to guilt br Innocence once held power br Now, not even a memory can realise the coup. br br Her eyes open br The bliss of her portrait is shelved br I wish I could resolve with her the teeth that chew br My requirements.