"An Empty Room"

There's an ideal lightning smothers
Can I escape from a life-line bloodied
A room poisened without a view
Systematically centrifuged
We'll smile to cliche of sinners'
And dance with skewed angles in us
The bagpipes whistle one last song
Jack screams out his favourite one

And I just sing along
Whilst you just stay at home
The dreams that bubble from beneath
Hostile language and cobbled streets
Signs as silent as water
And I just sing along
The victim swears against her soul
Subject matter and forgotten folds

So I don't rise to anyone
Whilst you screw the only verse
An empty room without a home
Pictures escaped and mother's rules

And I just sing along
I try to sing along
I try hard to sing along

The bagpipes howl at one last song
Jack the Ripper murders one

So I choose not to sing along

David "Mr L" Laley (Written July 2008)