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Nothing At All `Anne Clark`

All this tenderness has come to nothing All that we require is being rearranged I've no wish to look to the future For my exspectations will no doubt be changed Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves

World Without Warning `Anne Clark`

I live off nothing in this world Except the thick grey air that chains itself Swirls all around and ingrains itself Stifles my last hope into sullen despair I don't associate myself With all of the people

True Love Tales `Anne Clark`

Live is all we need - you said As you hold me in the confidence of your bed Tomorrow's turned into today instead!

All Night Party `Anne Clark`

At the all night party Standing in the corner I am watching you Drink in my hand I wish it were you instead At the all night party You are dancing I am watching you My hands are empty I dance to your direction

Alarm Call `Anne Clark`

Wake up with the fear of God Inside me each morning As I open my eyes To this world without warning So easy to fall down So easy to be crushed As you fight to stand at all In this never ending rush There's

Now `Anne Clark`

You breathe new life - it's all around It calls my name without a sound This distance cuts down deep inside Planes carve like knives across the sky I must be with you!

Killing Time `Anne Clark`

Stumbling words and stuttering lips Make the sentence complete A death sentence complete Create hell our of hopelessness Confirm the failure of it all Falling and calling Falling and crawling A Stick in

ArmcHair Theatre `Anne Clark`

simulate A so called stimulating fuck For my entertainment Beneath the endless groans It's not real It's pretend Just like we pretended that last time To make you Night is the most difficult part off all

Hope Road `Anne Clark`

So these are circumstances Leading to my sorry tale I was in a town I didn't know I'd arrived there by rail It all began a week before - The joys of Saturday Night - An invite to a party Or watching The

The Power Game `Anne Clark`

I've been sitting here all day Trying to understand Why people want to rule each other When the problem's close at hand A little less of what you want And more of what you've got Is enough to keep you

Lovers Retreat `Anne Clark`

Look at our young faces They're growing older with each moment Harder and less beautiful With every word we say Stumbling over bridges And through the backstreets Waiting for something But we don't know

Up `Anne Clark`

bright White ships Glide on grey waters Stained shades of blue Past your window Past your view Sunlight rich Precious as gold Unfolds Unrolls a new day Clarity and light Shine a new way Contact made And at

This Be The Verse `Anne Clark`

they do They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old style hats and coats Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at

Cane Hill `Anne Clark`

Here Upon these ghostly shadows Of men and women There are no smiles Singly They mingle With the greyness of the walls And at strange angels They travel on To nowhere Each a nucleus Of sadness and despair

Feel `Anne Clark`

All around us hang the gallows of lost innocence Merely time to take your name Before I take a part of you And you a piece of me I rest unassured that it will last for ever And it goes on hurting all the

Our Darkness `Anne Clark`

has to be passion A passion for living, surviving And that means detachment Every-body has a weapon to fight you with To beat you with when you are down There were too many defence between us Doubting all

Echoes Remain Forever `Anne Clark`

waiting No bait will deter the ancient stalker Whose colour I'm not sure of Who's walked between this park And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken To take my steps closer there all

Leaving `Anne Clark`

into the shadows I'll disappear into the rain Remember me for what I was Not as you see me now I'll walk out into tomorrow I'll melt into the sun Remember me for what I was A glance in your direction at

The Last Emotion `Anne Clark`

your body But my eyes just fill with ice As I lose control in my attempts to keep you near to me I bewilder you with my words and actions I bar my own windows Lock my own doors And it's forcing you away all

Weltschmerz `Anne Clark`

nudity march over open hearts Sweetly and sickly scented by roses And your world is crushing you like those flowers By scripts written into your skin with the ink of thorns Ashen faces sink into silence All

Homecoming `Anne Clark`

possess the notion I take full heed We're bound by this emotion Two bodies - one heartbeat You create the feeling I contain the need You sustain the rhythm I'll maintain the beat Desire comes alive Nothing

Bursting `Anne Clark`

"Bursting in a thousand places Like a bottle of champagne Burst all over me Burst all over me Foaming like a wild horse Your breath will beat on me Pulling me tighter with your reins My eyes will burn

Self Destruct `Anne Clark`

through the kitchen door A stab in the back from the workers and bosses They're counting their gains as you count your losses As you count your losses Blow the world apart with the press of a button We all

The Interruption `Anne Clark`

their struggling The price to high to pay A dark and obscured voyeur Combing through your secret The stranger to the child Loneliness in solitude Sand in the drinkers mouth Shadows over sunlight And all

Contact `Anne Clark`

tenderness I always wanted much more than this Heartsworn misguidance Disguised in abundance Of thoughts of the moment Not facts of the day Gestures are only as loud as the words I was tricked by the movement All

Lover's Audition `Anne Clark`

They'll kiss you quick And squeeze you slowly Fall asleep Then get up and go Thanx very much I'll see you sometime Oh - you say Ah - the pleasure's all mine!!

Heaven `Anne Clark`

When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep. I wrap my arms around you so I can feel you breath. I don't need to a superman As long as you will always be my biggest fan.

Poem For A Nuclear Romance `Anne Clark`

What will it matter then When the sky's not blue but blazing red The fact that I simply love you When all our dreams lay deformed and dead We'll be two radioactive dancers Spinning in different directions

Sleeper In Metropolis `Anne Clark`

destinations Tailed by the silent spotlights Of society-created paranoia No alternative could grow Where love cannot take root No shadows will replace The warmth of your contact Love is dead in metropolis All

Wallies `Anne Clark`

an open fly Brilcremed, acrylic, mindless boys Punching, kicking, making noise From the cradle to the city streets They spill out their aggression By punching what they don't understand And stopping all