Clucky from Husbands by Pale Fire

A pin prick under
A full flush of stars
The white witch of winter
Swallows the neon nothingness of pubs
Two cars sleep in every driveway
Every bedroom bathed in blue
Mute shadows fall and flicker
In the gravity of a million tiny moons

Started out the tallest man on earth
Soon turned black as a bible verse
Slumped counting sleeping pills like sheep
One clean shirt can last a week

First fireworks of the new year
Shatter the night and disappear
Best wishes and whispered I love you's
Neighbours too far gone to hear
Memory just holds you down
Leaves you blue as a bruise
Stoned and strange and rearranged
Under communion wafer moons

And I was back in the haunted summer of '85
Watching dead men cross picket lines
They stood up for the Pope and they stood up for the Queen
High and low and nothing in between

• Alternative
• indie rock
• Glasgow