My password is a dead aunt's name A monument, a testament My password is a dead aunt's name A cenotaph, a shallow grave I'm thirty one and fading fast
1914 - 1918 i've got your letter here, i've got your memories Young men, as us - broken soldiers i've got your telegram, i've got your souvenirs 1914 -
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Music won't save you from anything but silence Not from heartbreak, not from violence
Rain starts on you as your goodbye runs me through Goodbye is nothing new but it's last breath when said by you And this world shrinks to a room - weather
There's rain on the line between his ear and mine Lost in translation, bad patient I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation He's French, a hack, white
Get me an ugly wife - no man will look twice I can fall asleep at night and dream of someone else I found an ugly wife and she'd led an ugly life Take
I breathe a canvas on the window to write your name on the landscape The sky is a grey flint from coast to coast with birds frozen in Magic Trees share
Could it be that you drove me into your fleet of hand-melt candy Could it be that you sent me falling off the roof backwards, gently Do not let my words
Run away when you see me coming And I can only say, "Not fair - this is not fair" Miles away, reading, writing books Look outside with imagination - I
A Charlie Brown snowstorm for 2.49 Snoopy drops dead in the snow This is all that I can show for my time with someone I don't really know I met you in
I am the sub-librarian, come in on the council bus Chalk Farm to Highgate Woods, sportsbag of borrowed books A steady diet of Brautigan, 'Tapestry' on