Hereâs a song that finally you can understand
A minor statement meant to counteract the bland
A list of wraithlike things
That quicken the heart
Just another song; a faded memory
A raison dâetre for the entire family
I donât remember it well
I was in love for a spell
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor
They said Iâd forget her voice
Thatâs untrue
Itâs just not as sharp as before
Find some transparent words to give security
Another vacant smile that says ârely on meâ
No wait â commitmentâs a bore
Where have I heard it before?
I could have sworn that everything was crystal clear
But I was shackled by a language of ideas
A desert has its own rules
Outside the circle itâs cruel
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor
They said Iâd forget her voice
Thatâs untrue
Itâs just not as sharp as before
The final verse is often meant to tie things up
But in this case my morals have been most corrupt
I donât remember it well
I was in love for a spell
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor
They said Iâd forget her face
Thatâs a lie â itâs just not as real as before |
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