love mispelt and boys ignored,
lust broken and confusion garnered.
home, mother, home, father.
disappointment with the youth, lost hope about the future, who's our boss anyway.
spiritual commitment set against a backdrop of racist flavoured city sin.

i went to the drive-in to watch a bad movie about karate
but there was pretty to be found.

my perspective's changing.
i want to paint my life gold, just like that.

like a holy trinket cushioned in satin
i went hunting for comfort during a candle lit spring
instead i found singing mice nestled in a country kitchen