Disaffected - Kirsty Hawkshaw

Just hanging around

Like a dis-used satellite

Gathering space junk

In her bigger disguise

Life strewn landminestyle in her wake

Clutching her ball of broken stardust

Heating and squeezed

Glowing so feebly

Ready to throw into my eyes

Stealla blowout

Dust pouring from the vacuum

Of her exploading mind

Stealla

I hide behind the calm moon

I can’t give her

What she can’t find

Now I don’t think she likes me

I make it hard for her to find me

Victory within defeat

But opposites can be united

Only in the form of compromise

Between the light and the darkness

Is a share in both skies

Stealla blowout

Dust pouring from the vacuum

Of her exploading mind

Stealla

I hide behind the calm moon

I can give her what she can’t find

Stealla hangs around the quasar

Stealing illumination

For her bigger reprise

Juxtapose the boundary

Heart like an asteroid

Turning on that cosmic split

Without delusion or regret

But her repressed desires

Stick like arrows in my flesh