Frank Howson

I remember raindrops I remember a child I remember that look of yours When we were young and wild I drink to forget these days And sing songs without hooks As I search for my shirt And go to burn some books I remember outrage I remember the shock We stupidly thought we were...

My mother had suffered. While other teenage girls were carefree, my mother's youth was robbed from her by polio. And the result was she'd walk with a limp the rest of her life. She'd also been denied an education because she'd had to leave...

We had our reasons Gone like the seasons Hollow excuses Followed phony abuses We lodged our defences And lost our senses Now here we are It feels so bizarre Before then You loved me You loved me You loved me What did I do That couldn't be forgiven? I bought your vision Stubborn indecision Lonely refugees Tryin' too hard to please If...

Dear World, It has been quite an interesting stay here, but I feel I must be on my way. I've always been quite anxious about overstaying my welcome. An overthrow of too many years on the boards. Whilst here I have met some truly beautiful people, by beautiful...

via ME AND JOHN LENNON