Statue of limitations

 If I just stand there

and do nothing,

What am I?

The Statue of limitations

Had had

 If I had had the time

Oh what I would have done

Placed a bet on the sun

Sucked the brow of a spectral cow

Fallen in love with someone

But alas my time has come

And I must be going on the homeward run

It's time to return from

Whence I've come

The clock has ticked away the seconds

down to none

I must leave, must depart

Through the corners of your eyes

And the chambers of your heart

But keep an eye on me

Keep me in your heart

If only a fleeting memory

For it's from there grows

A new start 

May Bug

 May Bug in June

You came a little late

The urge wasn't there to break

Through the earth's gate

Too soon

Well heaven is a June sky

Whether it is a day to live

Or a day to love and die

At least you must chance love

Before the dew drop evaporates in 

The midsummer hot air

The sun is riding high

The flowers are like violins singing

To the bees

The bees are falling drowsily

In the sleep of honey

Into the sea of nothingness

And everything

Young Crow

 Young crow in the chimney flying away

Come down my chimney

Fall down

Don't fall down

Come down my Chimney tonight

I know that you never intended 

To spend so long trapped there

Your nest wasn't best

So it crumbled down

Who are they to say you don't belong

In this town

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

Well you started up on top and then you fell down

Well that is just really queer

I think you should have already left town

So how come it is you're still here?

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

They say a crows flies straight as arrow

and never meanders no never

Even through the gaps straight and so narrow

He flies like a bird of the feather

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

Oh crow, crow

Where did you go?

And how did you come to be here?

Southern comfort

 the pressures down

the rain has fallen

On the town

It's so appalling

How we drown

In sorrow swollen

Like a swallow

Before its travellin

Friend in my head

 You used to be the same as everybody

You used to walk the same line

But now  you're sailing against the wind

Now you making up for lost time

You used to hold a flame for anybody

They just had to walk into your mind

You used to be the frame for any buddy

A friend to those into crime

You used to have the same name as anybody

You used cry the same game on the dime

You used fake the poker face

And now you just pour the wine

I wish you'd take advice from your long lost buddy

He's calling you on the telephone line

I should have asked you how was your bloody

Nose the last time it shined

Un-tied nations

 I'm an amateur at pentameter

I'm no professional at confessional

Not one's paying me for playing me

It's just a guest appearance in a sitcom

What it's saying to me is try harder

Or don;t try at all

so I shan't,

There's no such word as can't

But there is his Critique of pure reason

It went over my head like a duck

in shooting season

I can't see myself in the pub

It's an anxiety of rubber dub dub

I never wanted it

I'm hoping a bit of inspiration

But we're living in an untied nation

Nothin in the draw, but a lot screws and rubber bands

Oasis are a rubber band you pull them apart and they come back together again

My family are a rubber band stretched over the world

But I'm guessing the tension's too strong

When one of us dies, perish the thought,

Either we'll snap or be pulled back in again

just a collection of loops or strings

vibrating at a common ground

the speed of love and sound

Except back then we were a rubber band ball

and bounced along until it all unravelled

As it must all good things come to dust

And to distant places travelled

Our family of rubber bands

It always was a stretch

Like a game of throw and fetch

Bring back the stick to papa

Wait like a loyal puppy 

At your owner's feet

Give power to the one's you trust and

To those kings of the street

But I was too trusting by far