Almost blue. Almost doing things we used to do. There's a girl here and she's almost you. Almost all the things that your eyes once promised. I see in hers too.
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(on elvis costello ep). . It's at times such as this she'd be tempted to spit. If she wasn't so ladylike. She imagines how she might have lived back when legends and history collide.
(Bird, Costello, Toussaint). . Not a soul was stirring. Not a bird was singing, at least not within my hearing. I was five minutes past caring. Standing in the road just staring.
You're a fine one, oh yes you are. You're a fine one just like me. And we're friends now, oh wouldn't you say?. We've been friends now, oh haven't we?.
One, two, three, four. . Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels. Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills. Peels off her dress and then the rest of her skills.
Here she comes with her almost ideal eyes. And her flawless skin and her petulant pout. The memory of such a long blonde alibi. Still makes me want to shout out loud and clear.
"Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear". Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers. Put tiny grains in children's tears. While taking 25% of all the flashbulbs and mementoes.
"I'm trouble", she said. Spread out on the floor of her father's house. Her promise was almost undone. Under her tongue, dissolving her responsibilities.
In an anonymous rendezvous. Where the forbidden lovers repair. They're burning down another damn candle. They're melting the tables and chairs. . Beneath them applause from the balcony.
You can read right through a book of matches. But that won't make you smart. You can laugh in the face of watches. But time will only break your heart.
Big nothing.. . He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in. his hand: A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a broken lifeline..
The snitch, the snoop, the tattletale lead a threadbare up the stairs. Adieu, my little ballyhoo, you broke my heart in two. And now I haunt the bars and scent those trite affairs.
Almost blue. Almost doing things we used to do. There's a girl here and she's almost you. Almost. All the things that your eyes once promised. I see in hers too.
Well, it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl. Ah, but the way you look I understand that you are not impressed. But I heard you let that little friend of mine.
Almost blue. Almost doing things we used to do. There's a boy here and he's almost you. Almost all the things that your eyes once promised. I see in his too.
Almost blue. Almost doing things we used to do. There's a boy here and he's almost you. Almost all the things that your eyes once promised. I see in his too.
One, two, three, four. . Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels. Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills. Peels off her dress and then the rest of her skills.