Broadcast At Midday

Laughter on his breath
The smell of fish clandestine hits
The thief he will aspire
To take the piece that he desires

Contempt for the rest
Know his past and second guess
Still its on his shirt
The telltale signs with which he flirts

And its on the radio today
Ringing in your ears its in the way

He wont be coming out today
From the void into the fray
From a broken egg the storm is born today

Eyes blind with rage
The deep caress of hell to pay

She is all the world to all of me
She is fascination clandestine

She is burning now
Brilliant flames from off the bow
He is on the deck
Sailing towards untouched points west

She will return
Deep within our veins
Well add it to our tab and wash away

She is now omnipotent to me
Everywhere in all I think and see
And its on the radio today
Ringing in your ears its in the way

I wonder what shed say
But her face is just a memory
And she hasnt got the new york times to read
If may could see today

If may could speak today
I know just what shes say
To lots of folks you may be a saint
But a death threat still makes you feel faint

If may could speak today
But the worms just eat away
What may was yesterday