How many days will the wet weather last?. I want know will the clouds, when they roll back. Reveal a man in an old mac. Living on a park bench,. Sitting on his own?.
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope. But for the dead shot of an amber glass. The blue light of a votive. . The rain obscured the window.
I feel like a boy with a problem. I can't believe what we've forgotten. And I even slapped your face and made you cry. . It's the last thing I want to do.
Now it's just you and me, my blue friend. And you say that it's you that she's thinking of and our affair must end. But if it's you that she's thinking of.
Vain boys are gonna have to swallow. Their pride this time. So let the punishment fit the crime. . It's under the table, under your skin. Into the cable.
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I am starting to function. In the usual way. Everything is so provocative. Very, very temporary. . I shall walk. (I shall walk). Out of this place. (Out of this place).
Bedlam. . I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild. I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child. The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived.
You say that you'll get him and you run and get your mummy. And you're almost beaten to the punch. Looking for the man who sold you the dummy. And you're almost beaten to the punch.
The landlady's husband came up to town today. Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry. The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched.
Lucy Grace can't show her face down. In the North End Road for in Belgravia. Rumors have been whispered. And suggestions have been made. . Did you sell your friends out.
Baby's got a brand new hairdo. But doesn't she look so nice?. She said everything that she cares to. She's saying, "It not once but twice". . She said, "It doesn't matter unless I say it matters".
I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet. It's a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it. Before they make me spit out the truth.
It's not open to discussion anymore. She's out again tonight. And I'm alone once more. She's all I have worth waiting for. But baby plays around. . And so it seems.