There’s always a way back home.

Maybe no one told you

But cement and brick last a long time,

Even when neglected.

You can disappear for a year or ten

Then come back again, to the street,

And watch history repeat

As memories breathe through old concrete.

And maybe it’ll seem strange to meet,

After all it was there I learnt life can be like

Spoilt conjoined twins,

A bitch and a half.

Inhaled self destruction like monoxide gas.

Just one touch leaves me bleeding internally,

One look and watch my life turn to burgundy,

Second glance leaves me with split personality,

Halfway between deifying gravity and the shit reality.

But it must hold appeal or why would we come back?

For midnight talks and bite marks on your ass,

Or like breaking out of rehab shouting give me some crack!?

Probably both to a degree, but let’s just wait and see,

‘Cos we’re both trying to solve impossible mystery,

And who knows what life holds for you and me?

Maybe 3 am,

Got home alone again,

Or about half eleven,

When another dance floor feels like Armageddon.

We’ll head to old contacts and stuff hidden in drawers,

When we’re wondering, searching what life is for.

When the past sits next to you,

You want to play Doctor Who,

Splice time and stick it together,

Only looking at the fair weather.

Then you pull yourself together,

Realise with your real eyes,

We’re not kids anymore.

And it’s a long way back,

The road can seem narrower than the righteous path.

But let’s get to the point,

We’re here and shit happens!

And it’s no use if there’s no compassion,

Like frowning in the middle of an orgasm.

But I’ve incarcerated you in my heart, in a single atom,

‘Cos we’ve found complex structures are difficult to fathom.

I’m here, and you’re wherever you are.

And it doesn’t really matter how long or far,

I’ll have a memory of you and the stuff we used to do.

So get in touch if you fancy a brew.

‘Cos I could even be your friend,

And every love story has to end.

In my room, on the phone,

You left me, and it was sad.

But remember what I said in the first line,

There’s a way back home even in dark times.