1.Emptily Through Holloway
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas H Keen, Alasdair David
Maclean
Cancel the car to number ten
Such a thick fog rolling in
I played my cards on unreal glass
I left the party next to last
Friday night to Sunday morning I go on
I don't know if I am really here at all
Monday down to Friday night, I work all day
Move emptily so emptily through Holloway
Forget my face, I won't be back
I hear your friends have turned their backs
When summer comes, where Rose Street winds
The longing makes you close you eyes
It's unreal, so unreal
To walk along these streets
It's unreal, so unreal
To close your eyes and breathe
2.An Hour Before the Light
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair Maclean
And when I see your sunlit eyes, it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch
And onwards to St. James' Square, oh, my mind's astray
I dream of you each fevered night the stars are cold
And singing in an August sky that breaks into the day
Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I don't know where to turn my eyes
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch
And onwards to St. James' Square, oh, my mind's astray
An afternoon on Saturday before the stars
Can shine upon the streets of gray and you and I go home
And when I see your sunlit eyes, it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone
3.Here Comes The Phantom
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
April in my mind but I can't sleep
So I take a walk under the trees
What did I see？
Summer waits the leaves
As lovely as I've ever known
Happiness just comes and goes
My heart is playing like a violin
Sunday, and she called again
Now where can I go？
Somewhere the wind
Don't blow me back
Into the conversations
Promises and situations, yeah
It's all constant, in the air
The Phantom finds you
Cryin' in the streets
Lonely cops pick flowers
On their beats
And what do they see？
Summer waits in the leaves
As lovely as they've ever known
Happiness just comes and goes
My heart is playing like a violin
Sunday and she called again
All of the dreams that you dream
I hope that they are all of me
I hope that they are all of me
It's the Phantom
Here comes the Phantom
4.Fear Of Falling
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Maclean
Alasdair David
Nights, tenderly drift
Losing my grip
Losing the 5th or the 6th
Or the 7th thing on my mind
Days spiraling past
Trapped in the glass
But in the snapshot
I don't feel enchanted or alive
Everybody's smiling
I can see my face inside the summer crowd
The apparition of these faces
Brings you in and gently puts you down
Softly on the 153
With sunlight in my eyes, dawn comes
So uneasily they never shut the lights
And I'm going nowhere tonight
Maybe there's a reason
For the people and the times
Softly on the 153 with sunlight in my eyes
But I'm going nowhere tonight
Everybody's smiling
I can see my face inside the summer crowd
The apparition of these faces
Brings you in and gently puts you down
5.Lacewings
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
Only a word is in my mind
We'll get high and we'll go watch the lacewings fly
We'll get high and we'll go watch the lacewings fly
Ever since I saw you, ever since I saw you, I
There are violets on the shore
There are violets on the shore tonight
Only my words are real tonight
We'll get high and we'll go watch the lacewings fly
We'll get high and we'll go watch the lacewings fly
All the autumn patients,
Stretching out their arms towards the fire
Close my eyes this sleepless night,
Close my eyes and I am burning higher
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, go
6.We Could Walk Together
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
We could walk together
In the jade and the coolness of the evening light
And watch the crowds serenely flow
Through carnivals of shop windows where elm trees sigh
The summer's heat is fading
And the clown on the golden lawn holds out his hand
And out there on the fading day
The members of a strange parade play sarabandes
Like a silver ring thrown into the flood of my heart
With the moon high above the motorway
I have searched for all your fragrance in the silent dark
Is that okay？
So why don't we stick together？
With our eyes so full of evening and amphetamine
And watch the fools go rolling on through
Still fields as the darkness falls on England green
7.Voices In The Mall
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Talking with your friends another night
Well, I guess I'll love you when you're tired
I'll love you when you're tired
And evening in the schoolrooms and the park
Since I failed to reason with my heart
To reason with my heart
And now a watercolor night
Has drenched the birches and the black canal
The voices in the mall
The longing of the voices in the mall
Back in nowhere, safe back in nowhere now
8.The House Always Wins
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
So wake up and smell the scent on your skin
The night breathes easily
The subway's wind carries me back
Brings me all the way back in
Here's a car that we can drive, come on get in
Through the night that rolls in every room
You're too beautiful to love these plastic things, my friend
Lord, I'll be coming 'round so soon
And I see the sad young friend has gone away
With his promises his speeches and his poems
But the fields have drifted in to fill his space
Like ghosts, like ghosts
Here's a car that we can drive, come on get in
Through the night that rolls in every room
You're too beautiful to love these plastic things, my friend
Lord, I'll be coming 'round so soon, Lord
And I remember afternoons inside your mother's house
Us skipping school and getting high inside
But I can't even think about it anymore
I can't fit my words inside
The afternoons were gray and overwhelming
As they fell to fused lamps and September's clarity
The way back home is lost to us forever in the night
And the leaves, the falling leaves
Here's a car that we can drive, come on get in
Through the night that rolls in every room
You're too beautiful to love these plastic things, my friend
Lord, I'll be coming 'round so soon, Lord
9.Kelvin Parade
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Maclean
Alasdair David
Am I only dreaming or is this the Kelvin Parade？
Watching a winter sun slowly drift into the shade
Leaving on Sunday, so tired and alone
A westerly service, I'm soaked to the bone
And I burn with love in the night
My friend, no, no, no, no
And the dreams I'm dreaming of
Have no beginning or end, beginning or end
Well, I hope you find happiness somewhere tonight in the streets
Where the radio cries to the hours and the night for release
But our friends and the strangers who pass through the lens
Won't ever explain it or come back again
And I burn with love in the night
My friend, no, no, no, no
And the dreams I'm dreaming of
Have no beginning or end, beginning or end
It's alright the fog is really rolling in now
Through the front door and the quietness of this place
We can load up with the shifting house around us
Won't you ride it on, babe？ Won't you ride it on, babe？
Won't you ride it on, babe？
So I came in to this room in my coat and my shoes
Inside a night that will never be real or be true
Sunday so haunted and Monday so bright
How can I ever escape from the light？
10.I Hope I Know You
Lyricist：Melanie Jane Draisey, James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas
Holloway Keen, Alasdair David Mac Lean
Close your eyes, take your time
There's a bad night on the rise
And so we take one step aside
There's a bad night on the rise
Nervous girl, who plays your parents
Staring down at me
My Dad will soon be home from work
It's August in this dream
But I hope they know me
And I hope they see me
I just keep hanging round
La da da da da, da da da da
I just keeping hanging round
La da da da da da da da da
I could start with just one line
Make my walls to piece tonight
But friends keep calling in my head
Yeah, friends keep calling in my head
Nervous girl, who plays your parents
Staring down at me
Nothing here has any value
Nothing here is real
But I hope I know you
And I hope I see you
Just keep hanging round
La da da da da, da da da
I just keep hanging round
La da da da da da da da
11.Bicycles
Lyricist：Alasdair Maclean, James Hornsey
Bicycles have drifted through these leaves still wet with rain
August now has faded in the silence of the rain
I remember one Sunday, riding in through the gate
Three balloons in a white sky, 1978, la la la
Playgrounds where we spent our days
Return within our dreams, what it is, it isn't up to me
I've been driving in my car on Sunday in the rain
And my life is slipping so away
12.(I Can't Seem To) Make You Mine
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
In the silence of the garden
Moss arising on the wind
And the beast is pondering love, love, love
Till the rusty nail grow dim
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the rhythm and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
So I lingered with the people
In the silent August glade
But the rain has brought the night
And the night has brought the rain
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the rhythm and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
13.Driving South
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
Maclean
Though I know you'll never read the words I'm writing now
Shopping lists, ephemera beneath the Kingston stars
Evening rain is drifting in through spaces in the dark
And I dream of angels in the plumes of cigarettes
A single feather floating high
Above the silent Thames
Bright electric trains on Friday
Evening rain again
Me and Mr.Jones
So, so speechless and alone
Shopping lists, ephemera beneath
The silent Kingston stars you know
Drifting though the Sunday mall until I'm blind
And tonight tonight tonight the time is mine
To purge the sweetness from my heart
And turn my eyes back to the darkness speechlessly
Wherever it is I should be
It's a suburb in the rain
It don't matter anyway
I get into work with the night still in my mind
On bright electric trains I'm blind
Drifting though the Sunday mall
And burning in the night
I wish I was driving south forever
From the light upon the asphalt and the rain
But into Sunday's dreams I fall again
Standing in my kitchen
I am turning with a fever in my heart
Above the drifting summer and the dark
14.Lamplight
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Maclean
Alasdair David
'It's dark and it's a long way down'
She said, as she lay her head
On the pillow
I took one step back
And I retired to evening
And the movie made me feel as if I wasn't here at all
And I drove home and I wound up all the windows in my car
In the lamplight, I breathe
But the dark is falling in the garden over everything
John, I'm waiting for a morning filled with sunlight
When we can both drive away
Shake the dust right off my shoes
With younger friends and skies of blue like yesterday
John, I'm waiting for a morning filled with sunlight
When we can both drive away
Laughing friends and silent rides
And all the lovers that we lost are found again
I've been out walking in the verges and the quiet
Through all the traffic and the movement of the night
And the lamplight froze, stopping so suddenly
Hearing the dim radio
15.As Night Is Falling
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song, then you smile
It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake, you face the night
And I stoop to touch the skin that only seems to be here in my
mind
And I see a stranger now playing games that break her heart
Oh, miss Jones, oh, miss Jones can't you see？
Oh, miss Jones, oh, miss Jones, it's me
I am in a dream and I don't know why
The sweetest pain that I, the sweetest pain that I, I, I
Sunday in the garden and my mind, oh, my mind
And my fever close my eyes till my dream enclose my mind
Oh, miss Jones, oh, miss Jones can't you see？
Oh, miss Jones, oh, miss Jones, it's me
Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song, then you smile
It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake, you face the night
16.Bookshop Casanova
Lyricist：Melanie Jane Draisey, James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas
Holloway Keen, Alasdair David Mac Lean
After all the lights go low, we find ourselves alone
We could be just anywhere but no one's going home
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on, darling, let's be lovers
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on, darling, let's be lovers
Now see the dying summer moon
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
Weave the sunlight in your hair, catch it in your arms
I can see you movin' in, I'm easy and I'm calm
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on, darling, let's be lovers
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on, darling, let's be lovers
Now see that dying summer moon
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
I see that dying string
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
Good night, good night
17.(I Want You) More Than Ever
Lyricist：Alasdair Maclean, James Hornsey
But I'll never sleep like this
With all the yard just stirring in my mind
As the evening rises up and falls now
I've got something on my mind
And I see, you're working on a Tuesday
Back with no relief
And I see, I'm walking everywhere
Among the drifting leaves
And I want you more than ever
And I want you still forever
But I'm waiting for the very last departing train
And the night has come so softly
To this afternoon of memory
Listen to my words just fade away
La da, da, da
And I want you more than ever
And I want you still forever
But I'm waiting for the very last departing train
And the night has come so softly
To this afternoon of memory
Listen to my words just fade away
La da, da, da
Here with Douglas Crecent on my mind
18.House On Fire
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Midnight coming back around
The summer heat that wears me out
Is drifting through a firmament of cranes
And the friends I've left behind
Are speechless in my sunlit mind
As through the door to summer
Through the door to summer, they pass away
If there's a stillness in your eyes
The unreal city's closing
All its summer doors on you tonight, yeah
Won't you step into the light？
The arcades that have blossomed
Just to fade into the shadows of the night
Through all the trains still moving in my mind
The gas fire flares into the light
And I am in this house on fire
But I was only watching clouds go by
And we were old before our time
And we knew as we heard the fields
Just singing in the quiet, yeah
That one day the band would strike
A tune that carried us along
Through city gardens, leaving in the heat
And all the deals and trials on Ganton Street
The gas fire flares into the light
And I am in this house on fire
But I was only watching clouds go by
I picked her up at half past four
The church hall in a haze
Unreal as I could ever really be
And everyone was leaving
And the moment passed away
And ended up inside my heart a dream
Midnight coming back around
The summer heat that wears me out
Is rising to my eyes behind the flames
I have come to disbelieve
Exactly what I hear and see
As through the door to summer
Through the door to summer, I pass away
19.Saturday
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
The taxi lights were in your eyes
So warm against St. Mary's spires
The carnival was over in the rain
And arm in arm through Vincent street
The evening hanging like a dream
I touched your face and saw the night again
And in your arms I watched the stars
Ascend and sweep a loneliness away for a while
Your fingers white and locked in mine
I kiss your face I kiss your eyes until
They turn to me and softly smile
And empty hearted I walked on
The river flowing to the song
Of the evening in the darkness and the rain
The Christmas lights were far down stream
The wind so lonely and unreal
I saw your face and I thought you were a dream
But when I saw your eyes what could I do？
What could I say, my love？
Your kisses they will hide away the stars
It's Saturday, the evening's come
The football crowds have all gone home
But still behind this window I look on
December's leaves so slowly fall
To cars that break the evening's pall
And I will wait for you to come tonight
20.Joseph Cornell
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
Why do humming birds
Just hum their loneliness to me？
151 or 145 or twice times 123
If we're on Delancey Srteet at night
In the after train ride quiet
Barking dogs by Highgate pond
Something's here but something's gone
What a night for talking, darling？
What a night for dreams？
151 or 145 or twice times 123
This is all I really know tonight
Something's wrong but something's right
Barking dogs by Highgate pond
Sonething's here but something's gone
21.Isn't Life Strange？
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Isn't life strange？ We walk in the dark
Sarah and Julie hook up in the park
Jessica cries, she's got nothing to add
I sit beside her, but nobody's there
Spin me 'round
I'm fallin'
Spin me 'round
I'm fallin'
Isn't life strange？
You end up alone
I call my folks
But there's nobody home
Spin me 'round
I'm fallin'
Spin me 'round
I'm fallin'
22.North School Drive
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
The garden sliding past is overwhelming
Receding though an unreal windowpane
Through watercolor mornings by the newsagents
To nights we carry, carry away
The headlights on the driveway are a mirage
From fields that stretch into the empty night
Unreal inside this windowpane we pass them
Deliver me to bars and crowds and lights
23.When You And I Were Young
Lyricist：Alasdair Maclean, James Hornsey, Mark Keen
When you and I were young
We would press our white faces from the car
And the rain on the windows
Would run through the gathering dark
And the lampposts shone
And dogs would run into the dying frame
Where the park was glowing dimly
Through the silence of the lanes
And the radiators hum
Rose above the falling leaves
Were so fragile and so young
You had drifted into sleep
I've been for a walk and every face I see
Seems to be mine
Night time comes, the birds have flown
A fever glows in every line
I love this season, this weary night
The flint, the dreams, the silent pines
The eeriness is in the feeling
That I have finished everything
And a child from the school
Was running back to her car
And her white face cried
She was deaf and afraid of the dark
And the whispering house grew still
As we stared into the night
In the garden and the lamps
And the window's fading light
And though Christmas was the same
We had seen another year
Turning softly through the flames
24.Impossible
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
Maclean
There's a place that we can go
At the end of a long slow day
Street lamps fuse the rising night
I feel so far away
When you came back late
From the garden
I couldn't turn my eyes
And I was dead
Outside in the crowded pines
Ships are sailing though the wood
Impossible
Living in the space
Between the Hovis homes
The railway heath
Impossible
I can see my freedom
But I need a little time
Your hair wet and your arms full
You were dead, you were alive
Looking in the heart of light
Looking into the silence
From those nights so frigid
They seemed hardly real
Through the last light on the plain
Roland to the dark tower came
Weialala leia
Weialala leia
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
25.Haunted Melody
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Basketballs bounce out of tune
The streets are empty
And the moon has shone on Mrs. Porter
And her daughter's soda water 'till they swoon
Golden evenings pass me by
Beneath a dream of darker eyes
And empty on a southbound train
Through Batter sea in glowing rain
I ride
Oh, the music is so loud
Enchanting all the faltering crowd
To sing again their lonely melody
My heart is yours and I love you
You keep my mind as well
And sometimes here when I touch you
It's heaven and it's
So the years have passed me by
The library's shelves refract the light
And black and white will not make clear
The seasons and the reasons and my fear
26.Since K Got Over Me
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Juliet, I get on my knees
Speaking in tongues of washed out sun and perfect clarity
Well, I get so delirious, I think myself to sleep
Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's with him
I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratching out my name
And everything so loosy and so creepy
Since K got over me, since K got over me
All my senses shot, my hands are fixed
I'm really tired of making lists, it's just this emptiness
I can't chase it away and when the evening paints the streets
When the evening paints the streets, it's like walking on a
trampoline
I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratching out my name
But everything's so livid and so creepy
Since K got over me, since K got over me
There's a hope inside my skull
With warm air blowing in
Standing on the sidewalk
Where do I begin？
I don't think I'll be happy anymore
I guess I closed that door
But every night a strange geometry
Since K got over me, since K got over me
27.Somebody Changed
Lyricist：Melanie Jane Draisey, James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas
Holloway Keen, Alasdair David Mac Lean
Back on the streets
Every day is the same, Lord
Girls in the trees
Have the faces of angels
Somebody changed
It's like the year has another face
Smilin' all night long
Through the glass and the pine
You paint the nighttime blue
Lord and the daytime too
Lost in the night with you
I don't wanna wake
I don't wanna wake up
High on a dream
Weary nights of the victory
Heading home
Kicking stones on the ride
Down in the lane
I was so home till I saw your face
But it was just my mind playin' games
With the light
You paint the nighttime blue
Lord and the daytime too
Lost in the night with you
I don't wanna wake
I don't wanna wake up
Back on the streets
Every day is the same, Lord
Girls in the trees
Have the faces of angels
28.From Brighton Beach To Santa Monica
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair
David Mac Lean
Cross the lonely parade
Your face turned away
From the people who talk
One more night in the town
I spun you around
To the house in the dark
Autumn's coming in the air
Autumn's coming in the air
Voices in the park
Following us down to Vinson Street
Ghosts inside the yard
Rattling their balls and chains
There's a light in the dark
Lord, it doesn't seem far
Every night with the rain
Falling earlier again
I watch and I wait
Autumn's coming in the air
Autumn's coming in the air
From Brighton beach to Santa Monica
From Brighton beach to Santa Monica
Autumn's coming in the air
Autumn's coming in, for you
29.6 AM Morningside
Lyricist：James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
And 6 a.m. in Morningside
The first car rushes by
We walk down to the garden
And the sunlight fills your eyes
And stops me for a moment
'Till I turn and look the other way
The windows are all open
And it's Saturday
And where I ride the evening
Turns to blue and fades away
A silence hangs enchanted
Through sunset and the lane
The air is charged with sunlight
And your name is ringing through my mind
Cathedral bells and sunlit is the night
30.Everybody's Gone
Please don't say a thing
It's so simple just to let it all begin
And I bend my head
To kiss your lips again
And stoop to touch your hand
It's half past eight
When I get home
So let the gas fire glow
Everybody's gone and the fever
That lights up the empty room
Floods the distance
And the emptiness between us
Like a miracle
Your shoulders bare
Your bed untouched
You haunted me so much
Your make up on
Your bed untouched
You haunted me so much
31.The Violet Hour
Terraces that climb like vines
Towards the moon, the five a sides
The evening inter city lights
I see your face each time I close my eyes
Jude, I told you yesterday that I know nothing
All my friends are loaded and they smile
Picking up the pieces from a bleary night away
Exhaust fumes, magnolias and light
Helen in the art class, light
Yes, I guess that if I stay, I'll stay all night
And I know that you're not afraid
But every time I close my eyes I see your face
Walking down to Springfield Park, uneasy in the haze
Uneasy in the sunlight and the quiet
Living life without love in your mother's waiting room
Minute here by minute, it's like dying
Terraces that climb like vines
Towards a moon that hangs above another night
And streets so filled with echoing
You're so tired that you believe in everything
So that summer came and went
And I became cold
Yeah, I became cold
Yeah, I became cold
So that summer came and went
And I became cold
Yeah, I became cold
Ah, I became cold
32.Porcelain
A darker garden this though pale with beauty
In the louring of the rain
How I long to break the silence
Where the moths and tigers play
Driving through the forest in the empty afternoon
A Japanese car stalled inside a glade
But the world is porcelain
Yes, the world is porcelain
And the quiet nights with the friend who could not stay
Left the future all sun dazed
Alice, Jude and Laura singing
All our friends have come to stay
They are laughing in the sunlight
Where the criss-cross fountains play
Sunlight on the empty house and sunlight on the fields
The cul-de-sac, the lawn, the tracks, the lane
But the world is porcelain
Yes, the world is porcelain
Still the evening will not come here
And the stones are cracked and warm
And the pool is filled with sunlight
Still the evening will not come
33.I Know I Will See Your Face
Let's go out and find a place that no one knows
When the eeriness comes and goes
When the loveliest season seems strange
I know I will see your face
I know I will see your face
I know I will see your face
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
Everybody's telling me that nothing's true
You heard God's voice in the avenue
At the end of your rope, in the shade
I know you will see my face
I know you will see my face
I know you will see my face
When you close your eyes
When you close your eyes
34.Five Day Morning
Mrs. Jones and I were dreaming of the moon
On Wednesday afternoons without a cloud
And the mirage of a suburb in the rain
On a train and drifting down
Oh, Miss Lloyd, your smiling eyes are in my mind
Holidays and nights away and quieter times
What's in the game that we both play
Walking our dogs in the rain？ Anyway, anyway
And we think about the things that we have done
What our love's become as we drift down
And our glowing eyes are filled with silent rooms
Alleyways and evenings that we found
And it's a five day morning
Here as I am in the rain
And I don't know if I'll see you again
Again, again, again, again
35.Three Month Summers
Three month summers
In the haunted suburbs pass
Your tea leaves in your glass
You think you're Paul Verlaine
Helen in the Rhododendrons
Stole your clothes
I lost myself, I vanished in
A brief ecstatic rain
Autumn round the corner
With its eeriness
Someone's smoking in a hatchback
Screwing on your lawn
Late that year I caught a glimpse
Inside the trees
I cannot tell you what I saw
I was somebody else
As I sing, the night is clear
The swallows fly in from nowhere
From nowhere
I never saw them before
I never saw them before
I never saw them before
36.I Had To Say This
Nightingales, all summer long
Beside me in my mind
One and one is nine the moon
The June months and the quiet
I have never really been here
If I am alive
Am I just a photograph
Inside a printed night？
How much further can we drive？
And how much can I take？
Am I just a monograph
Inside a printed shape？
37.Bonfires On The Health
Kids all jumping, bonfires on the heath
Kids all jumping, bonfires on the heath
How'm I going to get myself to sleep？
Late October sunlight in the wood
Late October sunlight in the wood
Nothing here quite moves the way it should
Laughing windows up and down the street
Laughing windows up and down the street
And the walls are closing in on me
Kids all jumping bonfires on the heath
Kids all jumping bonfires on the heath
How'm I going to get myself to sleep？
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