"Satelites and Lunar Tickles"

Kicking flies with the undiminished
Looking back through the ashes of the underground
Stunning views a devine that's righted
Everytime we fight for what we cannot have

We don't need another expectation
Defiant times just a little inspiration
We don't need to count on generations
To criticise so we damn well listen

Satelites and lunar tickles
Don't act surprised when the lines glow in your hands
Staple blondes looking for Topshop wardrobes
No subtlety as we scream at this canvass sound

We don't need another expectation
Defiant times just a little inspiration
We don't need to count on generations
To criticise so we damn well listen

Crushed eyelashes and signs of affection
As we stick our hands into the sight of unprotected air
August breeze and accent departure
Undenied as the land hides behind the sea

We don't need another expectation
Defiant times just a little inspiration
We don't need to count on generations
To criticise if we don't fucking listen

David "Mr L" Laley (Written August 2008)