Ruined  by David Jones © 2007

I don't recall, probably Sunday

Summertime but nothing's easy

You say this, I say something

Then the kiss and I'm ruined

The furthest place you want to be

Standing alone like a piece of stone in the Queen's Navy

SOS, a quarter turn

Paper hearts made for burning

Then the kiss and I'm ruined

Is it so just because they say so

Is it gonna be the way it's gonna be

Please just give me one more minute

Something good with something in it

I can't recall, was it important

Vague reminiscence of an early evening

Turns like time in a mirror

Get washed up, time for dinner

…

… I'm ruined

Is it so just because they say so

Is it gonna be they way it's gonna be

Please just give me one more minute

Something good with something in it

Words and paper blowing south

Taste forever on your mouth

…

… ruined