Lisa's Separation Lyrics - Legendary Pink Dots

She covered up the mirror, hid his photo in the 

drawer. The sketches that he made for her were rip- 

ped and rolling across the floor. All memories and 

promises and plans they'd made were scratched or 

burned as Lisa laid her head down for the night. 

Still the pictures flowed day and night. There's 

no escape, there's no remission . . . This one's us in 

Paris, and this one's us in Rome. That mess was him 

in plasticene, those rocks were him in stone. And 

still she found no explanation why he left without a 

word. It seemed like such an ordinary night. Still the 

pictures flowed throuhg the night. No escape, no 

remission . . . They burned his few possessions and 

they buried him in sand. They spent his coins in cof- 

fee bars and calmly washed their hands. The only 

hint of retribution was a lack of intuition--left with 

dirty hands without a fight. How the curses flowed 

through the night. Made their escape, a fruitless 

mission . . . His ghost peeps through the curtains 

gently whispering her name. It hovers over crushed 

mementos trying to explain. And maybe it takes 40 

years of patience, swimming through the tears. He'll 

guard her each and every lonely night. Still the pic- 

tures flow through the night. No escape, no 

separation. 

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