Starstruck common
Easy going
Conflict searchers
We're all nowhere
Winter comes and winter goes and
Still it's cold in spite of seasons
"Pull me close" I say to no-one
There is no-one here
Homely certain
Pull these curtains
Wholesome motives
Bleary; tone-deaf
And the cause of my confusion
Was always my own left side who's kicking
Round the commerce in my concert
Where do I go from here