There are still some shards of affection, but they're embedded in my foot Lyrics (by Olive Anne)
lights from the docks shine upside down. my body’s strapped in but my head is spinning round. friday night is cheap prices night! you take a hook from the left then another from the right. ‘how much longer can we live like this?’ i think as you’re confronted with a pre-pubescent fist. in equal measures it’s inspiring and it’s threatening that the police are powerless to act against our twelve year old aggressors. there’s no one but myself that i can hold responsible when i try and hold you and you’re non-responsive and you turn your face away across the borders back to home and just wish you were on that boat on a journey on your own. when they were building gunwharf quays did they think about the sun? did they think about the sea? did they think about you? did they think about me? did they realise that when the sun goes down i’ll be stranded in an artificial town?