A Sail of Larks

A sail of larks
A bowl of rice
A cigarette to top it all
A glass of wine
A girl on time
Thanks for the simplicity of soul

A pit of wings
Her set of things
A residence of sex and rock’n’roll
His eyes galore
Her piece of floor
An always rising need for ever more

A piece of meat
A darkened seat
A futile China ticket on the wind
A helping hand
A ticket stand
A memory of things which used to be

The dawn of thieves
A careless thirst
Illusion of a slow progressing world
A restless monk
The final gong
Safe your life in beauty of a word

A muttered word
A paid off chord
Beauty flying on the morning breeze
An island void
She’s painted gold
Rushing madly through the meadows green