Jason Moses

Lucille, you were older, but you were the sweetest thing I’d seen.
Lucille, a young boy with a crush, with a crush that hurt so keen.
Love at first sound, as your voice would drown so gently …

Are you ever just a muse? Sing to me
Whence I locked you in a hall of mem’ries.

He stepped off a plane one day
Onto familiar sands.
A hero’s welcome played
By a marching band.
Cowboy boots and too-large hat
Became his distinctive style.
He even met me on a bus one da…

Run mascara down your face;
Crimson on the boards.
One less shadow now to pace
Among the snaking power cords.
Seems I made it just in time.
It was the other or one.
So my love survives
B…

Want to feel your breath and watch you as you sleep.
Heaven in your eyes and the world in your hands I see.
Everything about you is intoxicating me.

Your silken hair and the smile that tur…

Time you cannot blame for what you feel;
Youth not for the things you didn’t know.
It only greets you when it’s time to wave goodbye
And you only know the way once you go.

Lend yourself t…

If I never see the rising sun
Ignite the ocean again;
If I was to weave the road to here
And find the fabric a-fray’d;
If I never build a mountain
To tower the world above,
It means nothi…

To all the girls I thought I loved: I painted that picture out of my mind.
I won’t apologise – the water’s past the bridge beneath.
Where the spirit talked and I was dumb, now I’ll shout it …

Stay with a smile that knows just how to leave me.
Show me sunbeams through your white-clad walls.
I’ve built a city on the words that deceive me:
Your ghost before me, the echo of your call…

I want to take you for a walk in the park
And that is all I mean;
To make the time to find
So to spend a day serene;
To show you all the beautiful sites
Of which the city lost track;
Sket…

Don’t want to live like this,
To count the cost of every kiss
And feel like half a man.
And the closer our bodies grow,
My soul just needs to know
And I know you understand.

Feels like …

He is what they call "talented". I’ve seen him work, and I know how much he practises; he often thinks that it’s not enough. He’s obsessive about projects, yet he discards some of the good an…

Children are taught the value of family and are raised by maids;
Are taught not to waste a grain of rice…