Alison Moyet – Other

I GERMINATE LOVER, GO THE ENGLISH U THE RAREST BIRDS BEAUTIFUL GUN REASSURING PINCHES APRIL 10TH OTHER HAPPY GIDDY ALIVE OTHER COOKCD645 I GERMINATE LOVER, GO. Until Do I seem to you A thirsty flower The fire is humbled in the grate That supposes it is This cup in its forgotten state, that measured tides, high tides Ripe to bloom Photographs the words I’d take solace in such Unspoken A sorry shower Yes, wash me please As a crocus offering saffron token Of this dust Until the dew evaporates Will you. And while the clay bakes I might sleep for all these fragrant tales I gestate Blink belief at every Twist as true I’m here. I germinate Make it end where I fill I’m here. I germinate Empty sails And I’m applauding I will give you wanderlust You, and your song as new A tree must, tucked into earth unblinking Set your compass to me my twin Go lover go The rub of life has moulded every limb I already know and shifter now has settled shape Until you gift a word unheard You fight to keep yourself awake Go, lover go Go I’m here. I germinate Go I’m here. I germinate Not all that breaks is to mend Cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground Some things made strong by their bend I unfold Not all that’s broken we seek to Throw away only for wanting again. I give you until there bleeds a seam of tangerine Where bats in a blink eclipse the moon like whipped kerchiefs Go, lover. In a courtly swoon Go I’m here. I germinate I’m here. I germinate Cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground Unfold Until the last seed spills its green The last wreath here between deft fingers mend a ring complete Until the sea roils sweet Until armadas sweep the dead West Pier I wait I’m here. I germinate THE ENGLISH U THE RAREST BIRDS BEAUTIFUL GUN REASSURING PINCHES I’ll preserve the U In this town You’ve got a beautiful gun If you can’t find me here Preserve the English U, for you Forget who you are You’ve got a beautiful gun Mirror catch my breath For you because you always knew where it would be Remembering who you were meant to be And I have seen some Deep in the thick of still Find yourself bearing easy When all said and done All the thirsty beasts come down to drink I want to save the U Mercury aside a Lurex sea You’ve got a beautiful gun Water buffers your skin Safeguard the English U, for you Such cloth is this Stone forbids me to come in For you It’s thread for a party dress You’ve got a gun toting gait I taste a ballet in this storm Because I need You’ve got a gun toting gait Even as the paper falls I need to find the you The lights are strung like pearls That’s a walk that I rate It dances You wanted me to see So offer your throat It’s the effort you take And if we hang then we hang in the stars You’ve got a gun toting gait And we’re big cats I want to know the comma Take my hand and come Pacing fences Though I neglect to honour Be the hostess girl You got the kids on the run Wild cats Every breath implied, uncertain of its need Skip a grace note on your heel You got the kids on the run Counting inches You know you used to be one Hungry seeing hungry Happenchance I am wanton To whichever hymn you please Now you’ve a powerful thumb Feed on reassuring pinches Misplacing or forgotten You’ve got the kids on the run You were always sure to tell me For the rarest birds are these Play something that will sing What to read Good Lord on the line Wear a porch-face frown Navigate the city walk Says he hasn’t done religion Let sun colour us in I am made quite otherwise it seems By dove-grey gum constellations since before your time When just the hand remembers now A criminal to grammar There the twins and there Take it on the seam Water buffers our skin To apostrophe - the hammer The Plough He doesn’t want in the team So truly we are untouching And now Paper leaps its ballet in a storm All that you made matter as to dream I’m at your door Call it for your side Whichever way we fall Read to me, I’m always listening Seeing you through your window You haven’t shared a single word We’re dancing Fixing your hair for grey since Jesus died I wish to spell correctly Pulling at your face This is where you’re at To spell is elementary Trying not to frown Whoever created that? And that I fail is not to disagree Like this And you hold up your party dress You’ve got nothing to lose I’m pretty sound with tenses You have nothing to lose With when and which and whences The lights on strings like pearls You pick and you choose But the order of the letters are degrees Let’s take on the night Your scars in the news And if we hang You’ve got a gun and the blues I am made quite otherwise it seems Then we hang in the stars A criminal to grammar Hold my hand and come To apostrophe - the hammer Be the fairground girl You can walk the fairground town tonight All that you made matter as to dream Hung up by a breeze Read to me, I’m always listening As high as you please You kept beautiful words in soft carbon pages Hiss the kittens away As beautiful worlds went missing in stages They’ll know something some day Scattered in sandstorms and stolen in rages It’s only the ground that they see A cache of books inside your pillow cases For the rarest birds are these Read to me, I’m always listening To whichever sky they please OTHER APRIL 10th You met windows of many aspects HAPPY GIDDY ALIVE I, the walls and hooks for coats to hang Fog Yours the garden song and Drear little ghoul There are days Like boiled wool. Mine the rumbling thrum of the rail yard Are you out to play? Come be alive Felt-tight All terminals arrived at With your game in pieces? Here and take up by my side Rolled in as though a bale of hay introduced Jiminy Cricket staying home today We decide And there grew up a wall of concrete grey Words like fall-out Imitate the species Let there be no triggers fired Cutting brief the promenade Ash where there was none Put your hands down And swallowing whole companion dogs Already in the blood And I don’t mean The waltz on the pavement Oh, this is how we learn to exist Ahead a pavilion measured in steps Some people we don’t mean to lose ROFL Let nothing begin Levitates They snag on branches and separate in market squares It’s mob entertainment And we find ourselves squared up in the ring Just And then the trains this way and that But this is a fight Beneath the press Scan barcode faces into something grey Find your life online I don’t care to win And bears the weight on its rigid knees Emoji man kind Cut you, oh and I bleed OTHER Happy giddy? Raise the flag and Quadruped Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah We can give in Biped I don’t know precisely which day Floating harbour for the gulls at ease Coloured me other Catch a time line on your telephone And I want you No room left but these Perchance it may have been a slow bleed Live there for a minute I still want you Empty yards that So I cut out whichever shape I need Someone’s talking Gather in I don’t sue for rescue, I’m as free as I have ever been Someone’s taking somebody home Cease fire Crew-neck close But there’s nothing in it. I’m on side Audience-early Don’t want another rock to hang about my neck Hear the thunderclap of quiet Arrived for a keener view You see bejeweled And I don’t mean Calm in sight I see bedecked in dead stars The sim in your city Let’s have no alarms tonight The beach huts thrust proud their Cast your net We can stand down Pink and purple chests And nothing touching me At somebody pretty The old guard Oh, like the bird on the wire Fearing less I am glad for open windows Drear little djinn We could steal away Squat broad I call the birds that do not come Will you shift your shape? But while there’s peace enough to sit out the rain And make limp protest You Beak and Dead-Eyed, welcome All the world is a glimmer I’ll watch my mouth Bones bleach of the city If they won’t come for the You corner your pain Behind now exists not And when I’m done, I’m done. I’m done Incident tape We can cover one another And this way turns only one page at a time Keep eternal for your worry Diarise the dinner Weave like the willow again Today I have hope where you have none I don’t want to look upon another word this hard so lightly thrown Follow all is fine And I want you Hunkered down in bell-jar space made I say disarm, I hear disown, It sounds familiar Virtual party time I still want you Strange this hour in this light Happy giddy? I wonder if you have ever touched me I don’t want another rock to hang about my neck Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah In some other sea You see bejeweled Find your life online Against my yesterday skin I see bedecked in dead stars Emoji man kind Skimmed me briefly I don’t want to look upon another word this dear Happy giddy? Neither knowing we’d be here both So lightly spent Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Moon towing And what says here To and froing Means came and went It sounds familiar A room is changed dependent on the door by which we enter Nothing’s touching me.

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