Our heads buzz with purple fantasies
Romance, diamonds, castles, the world our oyster…
Arm in arm we amble through Oxford Street
Heady with “hot gist” and side-splitting laughter
Flaming fries salt our fingers and burn our tongues
On the underground we sit back and watch ‘This is life’ part
one
We envy and fight
Sometimes ties are fraught with spite
But then we remember
That we are in it together
Together we taste tears
And together, we drink of life’s delicious delights
So, whether we stand tall
Or whether we fall flat
We are not alone in this beautiful journey called life
