Nobody Knows Your Name

rolling circles vibrate

in and out of plane

and all the moths are singing

on a saturday

out from the dark

i hear an answer

nobody knows your name

but she still loves you

way down inside

you know

a moonlight soaked veranda

where you can watch the stars

and all your friends are sleeping

they wonder how you are

a wonderful flash of madness

to break december's halo

and often when your'e sleeping

you wake to find you're so low