When I’ve found what I’m looking for
Will I recognise my find
Will I just shut it away
In the darkness of my mind
Will I judge it for what it really is
Or will it be something so easy to miss
And if I realise this was my true aim
Do you think I could ever be the same
Month: January 1988
*Lloyd Langton Group,? – Mr C’s, Poole, Dorset, UK – 9th January 1988
Political – 8th January 1988
From extreme to extreme
From dirty to clean
Nothing that’s radical
Just something called political
Another chapter from the lords
For chairman of the boards
Someone said hysterical
Misheard and called political
If It Wasn’t For You – 7th January 1988
If it wasn’t for you
I wouldn’t be here
And if it wasn’t for you
It would be so clear
If it wasn’t for you
I would be unsure
That if it wasn’t for you
Then I would love you more
If it wasn’t for you
There’d be no remorse
If it wasn’t for you
I’d be on a course
If it wasn’t for you
I could find my goal
If it wasn’t for you
To whom I gave my soul
If it wasn’t for you
I could be true
I just tell myself
That it wasn’t you
Music Money – 6th January 1988
Shit, I got no money
I want to buy some records
I’ve got a hundred I never play
I’m gonna buy some anyway
Into the record shop
“Mother – lend us some cash”
“More records? You’ve got so many
No son, you can’t have my money”
“Oh mum, please”
I’m on bended knees
“How many do you want?”
Now, let me see….
Critic – 4th January 1988
The best critic you’ll find
Is right inside your own mind
Don’t grow big-headed or fall behind
But don’t let anyone else make you blind
Let judgement remain
Inside your brain
And opinions viewed
Should not confused
With dead end criticism
Confidence – 3rd January 1988
If I had confidence
I could be a success
That’s what they say
I just lack it, I guess
One day it will come
And they’ll all say
I knew he had it in him
I’ll be proud that day
You Don’t Understand – 2nd January 1988
You say you know exactly how I feel
But I don’t see the pain etched on your face
You can’t see that this hurt is for real
And there is nothing else to take it’s place
You can sympathise from behind those eyes
But I can see it’s all just lies
You need an excuse to hide your guilt
Cos you took away what I built
You don’t understand and you never will
I’ve never felt such an urge to kill
This hate is something you won’t understand
So don’t tell me about your plans
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