You're most welcome, always will be.

These lines are not divided; they blend like they’re supposed to,
Dancing around each other, making shapes on the ceiling,
As the candles flicker and shadows make sense like a promise.
Don’t be afraid to answer and I won’t be afraid to whisper that
I’m lost when you’re not near; I am wrecked if you’re not here to save.

I’m a continent away from being as good as you…

Your voice is like a bird, exotic and delightful, calling me awake,
Your face is summer and that perfume takes me back to Paris
Where the wind bit our cheeks in that February haven.
Don’t be afraid to answer and I won’t be afraid to whisper that
I’m lost when you’re not near; I am wrecked if you’re not here to save.

Press your lips against me,
They sooth me like the sight of the coastline,
You are bright and brilliant,
And as tall as that tower that we climbed.
Rest assured, you are loved forever...

You are Paris in February.

Written by Chris Yeoman

Paper flowers

“Next stop you’ll be alone, enjoy your life with just my ghost,
I’ll whisper to you when you sleep and tell you things that you
Don’t want to know.
Here have this flower made of paper.
Here have these lies that will never happen.
Here have these dreams that will leave you empty.
Here have regrets that are designed to break you.
Here have a gorgeous vision.
Here have a flash of passion.
Here have this awful proposition.
Next stop you’ll be alone, enjoy your life with just my ghost,
And the echoes of screaming at the station, I'll keep you here
so you can't leave me."

Finding a dial tone

Have you ever felt the rush
Of panic stricken urges in your blood?
Like now I need to leave the room,
And suck the air, hope it will be enough!?
Oh God, my time’s running out,
I just can’t feel accepted can you help?
Although I’m so far away,
Forgive me for this stage of foul play.
So keep the curtains closed,
Remove the audience from their seats,
And when it’s overthrown
Then I’m free if you will fix me.

Have you ever felt the loss
And wished that you had never even loved?
Well now we are starving ourselves,
But saving ourselves from all of this!
Oh God, can you give me courage?
I feel so weak and sick in the stomach.
I know I’m in bad shape,
But I heard and believe that you save.
So keep the curtains closed,
Remove the audience from their seats.
Fix me into something wanted,
Don't let us stand alone.

Written by Chris Yeoman

The Sun Is A Shadow Thief

The daylight barely shines,
Through the blinds that are there to shield me,
I almost got to sleep, but the thoughts kept on reeling.
I still feel like hitting bricks,
But my hands aren’t built like those in comic books, so…
I know you won’t agree,
But that makes this all the better, really…
You use me like a switch,
I’m better on but I’ll take what I can get.

I lay on English green with my face to the sun
Enveloped in heat, I can almost feel home.

Who took the safety off?
And pushed me right into the arms of battle?
“Gun button onto “fire”, it’s for your own protection”.
My heart has sunk like ships,
With the weight of another planned out failure.
Tell me exactly when
I changed into a broken record?
A silly little kid,
That was sure to grow up at the airport…
But never did.

The suits and the lights made me sick with the sight
Of the signs held in lines for the workers.

I lay on English green with my face to the sun
Enveloped in heat, I can almost feel home,
So maybe I’ll sleep tonight.

Written by Chris Yeoman

Creators of our fate

I really hoped it could work out well
When we first set the scene, we were trying to tell
That the things we love and keep searching for
We found in each other, hands down on the floor
I knew you were lost and hurt down inside
Tried being your rescue from the fierceness of tides
I’ll bring you to shore and we’ll let it begin
Take my hand and then take me within
Every pain that you feel, every sigh you breathe
We’ll take it together, you know I won’t leave.

“I hold you in recollections but that’s as close as I get
Start something special we’d never regret
Kill off the uncertainty that tells us these lies
Remain in this vision where it’s just you and I”

We hang in the balance like an unplanted seed
Stuck with confusion it won’t set you free
Like trying to find an answer that doesn’t exist
Bypassed what’s simple there’s something we missed
Like how it feels to be with you every time that I am
Building up to that famous first kiss
Where you took the rake, wrote our names in the sand
Gave me a look that promised so much more
Than a brief show of love that left you unsure
I can’t do anymore than I already have.

Written by David Yeoman 2006