i wait on a call 

and fret on making a call, 

feeling powerless, unable

and this is what i mean 

when i say i’m strong and stable

wrap up warm for the gilet years

lasagna al forne and an afternoon of beers

it’s like 10 thousand spoons 

when all you need is the bus fare to partick 

ah well, we’ll get there in the end

i had a job interview. i was waiting for the news. i’d had a couple of disappointments. didn’t want to get my hopes up. but had a good feeling that i dared not develop. 

this is the first chorus of part three – which we are calling giletdonism. 2024 had been rocky and i was planning for a somewhat cosier year to follow on.