My Last Two Weeks Lyrics - Peter Murphy

When I returned 

You buried my last two weeks 

My last two weeks 

Of my new times 

So it didn't seem like 

A wasted mouthful 

A wasted mouthful 

Because of a trip 

That was trapped inside you 

I was trapped inside you 

And always imagined 

That I could 

I always imagined 

Imagined I would 

Conjure you up 

Conjure you up 

So it didn't seem like 

It didn't seem like 

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I was conditioned 

I was conditioned about that 

So it didn't seem like 

A wasted mouthful 

Am I untruthful 

Am I untruthful 

As a result of being 

Maybe 

Maybe it was too soon 

The red rose 

I liken it to the flicker of the pure 

Fleeting moments 

Precede our actions 

Light that's not burning 

Light that's not burning 

No more lost sinking feeling 

Tethered to your shoe 

Tethered to you 

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We ask the controller 

He sends us flames 

Our lying bodies sleep 

His whispered word says 

Ah this is how 

This is how it looks 

From where we weep 

Tethered to red rose 

Tethered to your shoe 

To the seven of cups 

Tethered to you