(Hope)
Warm summer night
She was standing by the light post in front of the cinema entrance
At a glance short black vinyl skirt white Lycra top high heeled white leather boots
Looking for a room in somebody’s time and space
Her face pale her hair long black wavy shinning like the sky that night
In her mind the emptiness no smiles just a slight fake stretch of her lips
Her hips ready to conquer his eyes his pocket
His pocket piece of bread on her table at home she had a teenage girl
There, Hope was waiting for the end of that night’s projection
And there he comes.
He,
Warm summer night
She was standing by the light post in front of the cinema entrance
At a glance short black vinyl skirt white Lycra top high heeled white leather boots
Looking for a room in somebody’s time and space
Her face pale her hair long black wavy shinning like the sky that night
In her mind the emptiness no smiles just a slight fake stretch of her lips
Her hips ready to conquer his eyes his pocket
His pocket piece of bread on her table at home she had a teenage girl
There, Hope was waiting for the end of that night’s projection
And there he comes.
He,
He knew no rejection would be a fact
His suit, his shoes, his shirt, his car it all proved the perfect catch
She tried not to shiver he said would you like to come
To come
To come with me tonight...
- Just tell me is 200 going to be enough
Her heart wasn’t there but she was
His suit, his shoes, his shirt, his car it all proved the perfect catch
She tried not to shiver he said would you like to come
To come
To come with me tonight...
- Just tell me is 200 going to be enough
Her heart wasn’t there but she was
so she got into his car…
(Lily)
She couldn’t sleep it was too hot
He was not in bed yet not even at home
Lately they couldn’t pretend things were not going well between them
She got up she walked towards the dressing room
She sighed
5 in the morning summer light sliding through the curtains
The pain kept inside the jacket he was wearing the day before
She put her hand into the inner pocket a telephone number a woman’s name
Her heart sped up like a rocket
The business card read, “Do you feel alone?” Written in red fonts
She would not believe
(Lily)
She couldn’t sleep it was too hot
He was not in bed yet not even at home
Lately they couldn’t pretend things were not going well between them
She got up she walked towards the dressing room
She sighed
5 in the morning summer light sliding through the curtains
The pain kept inside the jacket he was wearing the day before
She put her hand into the inner pocket a telephone number a woman’s name
Her heart sped up like a rocket
The business card read, “Do you feel alone?” Written in red fonts
She would not believe
She’s deceived.
She walked to her office desk her temple in the room next door
She had more work to finish up before seven she didn’t cry she didn’t have the time
Her pride wouldn’t let her
She walked to her office desk her temple in the room next door
She had more work to finish up before seven she didn’t cry she didn’t have the time
Her pride wouldn’t let her
50 e-mails in her inbox that was all… That and the boy
The young man they brought up sharing their love
The young man they brought up sharing their love
She dragged herself to his room
The young dude
Magazines all over the floor the PlayStation still on
He was smiling in his sleep maybe dreaming about a very young girl
Lily closed her eyes and so the door
Her only thought to hid alone under the bed covers
The young dude
Magazines all over the floor the PlayStation still on
He was smiling in his sleep maybe dreaming about a very young girl
Lily closed her eyes and so the door
Her only thought to hid alone under the bed covers
yet cold...
(Martha)
Day so bright temperatures so high
She was trying to concentrate on her Maths her heart wasn’t there
But she was. She was thinking about him that kiss at the back of the school
Like a fool
(Martha)
Day so bright temperatures so high
She was trying to concentrate on her Maths her heart wasn’t there
But she was. She was thinking about him that kiss at the back of the school
Like a fool
she fell into his arms he slightly older than her and seemed to be so mad
Teenage attraction
Martha was clever in class however her mind let her down hungry for his heart
She was alone mom had gone to work
Alone for long, maybe till the next morning
Lonely she understood the right and the wrong although experiences will take over
All the things she knew
A crime to a child but again she understood
And now she’s grown up Knowing that love is nothing to buy
She misses her dad she doesn’t know her dad
Maths she was studying… They won’t be the ones giving solutions to her dilemma
Why. What for.
She inhaled the breeze from her window to numb her heart
And still
She was dreaming on the day she could see him again kiss him again
Maybe hurt him again
Teenage love has no brain
The heart of a child the body of an adult
The most dangerous combination…
(Isaac)
That afternoon was so hot
After so much weed he couldn’t even guess where he was
Too much to drink his pocket always full of mom and dad’s cash
The hole the solitude
All those argues at home he thought he was strong
So young and thinking he had it all even her and all the others at the school
He gave his love to each girl he tried hardly to remember the first kiss
The bliss he felt he was so high His friends were too
Always trying to be like him the jacket his shoes his jeans
Isaac was the one with the style
Meanwhile he fantasised with that girl he closed his eyes he could feel his heart
Why. What for.
It may hurt. He rather kept it in his safe stoned cold world
Where answers are none and so the questions
With no tensions he decided to head back home his mates were so high
It’s so hard to be a teenager adult and child
He entered the code at the front door and headed to his room his temple
He felt alone but still he was starting to feel horny
The kiss her smell
The woman in the magazine suddenly seemed to look like her
He turn the PlayStation on so no noise could be heard from the room next to his
He scratched his young beard and thought about that girl
The kiss the bliss
The numbness of pleasure he had succumbed to
He was finally defeated sound asleep the pain was gone for today
Not in vain he had that teenage smile on his face - he wouldn’t help it…
Teenage attraction
Martha was clever in class however her mind let her down hungry for his heart
She was alone mom had gone to work
Alone for long, maybe till the next morning
Lonely she understood the right and the wrong although experiences will take over
All the things she knew
A crime to a child but again she understood
And now she’s grown up Knowing that love is nothing to buy
She misses her dad she doesn’t know her dad
Maths she was studying… They won’t be the ones giving solutions to her dilemma
Why. What for.
She inhaled the breeze from her window to numb her heart
And still
She was dreaming on the day she could see him again kiss him again
Maybe hurt him again
Teenage love has no brain
The heart of a child the body of an adult
The most dangerous combination…
(Isaac)
That afternoon was so hot
After so much weed he couldn’t even guess where he was
Too much to drink his pocket always full of mom and dad’s cash
The hole the solitude
All those argues at home he thought he was strong
So young and thinking he had it all even her and all the others at the school
He gave his love to each girl he tried hardly to remember the first kiss
The bliss he felt he was so high His friends were too
Always trying to be like him the jacket his shoes his jeans
Isaac was the one with the style
Meanwhile he fantasised with that girl he closed his eyes he could feel his heart
Why. What for.
It may hurt. He rather kept it in his safe stoned cold world
Where answers are none and so the questions
With no tensions he decided to head back home his mates were so high
It’s so hard to be a teenager adult and child
He entered the code at the front door and headed to his room his temple
He felt alone but still he was starting to feel horny
The kiss her smell
The woman in the magazine suddenly seemed to look like her
He turn the PlayStation on so no noise could be heard from the room next to his
He scratched his young beard and thought about that girl
The kiss the bliss
The numbness of pleasure he had succumbed to
He was finally defeated sound asleep the pain was gone for today
Not in vain he had that teenage smile on his face - he wouldn’t help it…
Lirica Soul, August 2009
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