Grape Digging Sharon Fruits - Foliage

Lost in the foliage
I like my rock collection
Fingering my bran selection
Bird catch the early work
I like geology
Incospicuously
Sometimes whisper loud
Can't find my leather sheath
Soft spoken, self taught
Cigarette, glass of Port
Always on time
The weatherman will make it shine

Socks won't change your style
Phone forgot to dial
Lost another mile

Chessboard microphone
Lazy thoughts, no one knows
Sometimes overdrawn
Can't forget my smoking form
The eye-doctor's on to me
Sometimes forget to see
I'll take tweed for three
Tryin to steal my PHD
Hot pipe overcoat
Cardboard on my boat
Sometimes bury things
See what the 'morro brings
Crisp dawn awakening
Strange times are stirring in
Coat tails firmly grabbed
Whisk the samples to the lab

Fencing off my beard
Everybody sneered
Everybody's weird

Dustroom rough selection
Smiled once now lost direction
Racing down the lane
Making calls to dry the rain
Closed coats, return mail
Sunshine, rain or hail
Stuck in delayed times
Starting to hurt my mind
Paint splashed hedgerows
Sunday morning all aglow
Not for me, I'll close the blinds
We all tread the same lines
Clouded in irony
Favourite soliloquy
Time flies with the birds
Find comfort in our words

Socks have changed my style
I was in denial
Blue touch paper's trial

Working consumes me
Spend the day peruse me
Time ticks slowly by
Rest and heave a heavy sigh
Grass grows greener where
I know I'll never care
Cracked paint, slip slates
Put it down to fate
Dancing on the sands
Under faulted foreign lands
Family members made of wax
Advise them all to watch their backs
Pounding through the trees
Wheat tea on the breeze
Sniffed out poison gas
Scraping fingers through the grass

Buried all my plans
Save them from the sands
Barrister's demands