Oora Green Lights
( RE Broughton ) I met her in a garden where the warrior grows. We shivered in the darkness I knew you were at home. I told you I was lonely begged you not cry. Blown smoke in my head Green lights in your eye. You know about me and the business man it's hard to keep a friend. Stone cold shaking-waiting for the rest wondering where it ends. I don't know how I got this far at all. You said you'd like to meet her it was soon arranged. She said you were her sister though we all felt strange.