EDELTRAUD 2: THE BITCH >> | THE BUGLE OF LONELINESS >> | DRIFTING AWAY >> | NEW YEAR'S EVE |
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FORFEITED
I park and walk the south-west promenade,
the Christmas lights, even more kitsch this year,
I reach Kale, all sorts of ghosts parade,
I'm used to them, it’s other things I fear.
My biggest fear is your false pretence,
that nothing serious has occurred between us,
you're building to your past a stupid fence,
it will not do at all, the truth will clean us.
Nobody is about, so I go back,
even a car with drunkards is not passing,
I stop and watch the waves, what the fuck?
New Big South Weather on the coast is smashing.
I take no notice of the waves as such,
I'm back four years ago, in blasting summer,
your smell, your touch, your smile, all too much,
you loved a local, I loved a new comer.
I still can feel you deep into my guts,
as always by your beauty outwitted,
no, I don’t watch the south waves as such,
I'm watching you, the self you have forfeited.
That's it, the bells are ringing for new year,
with music and with firework displays,
you're gone, but I still love you, I'm still here,
impossible to find some new ways.
I park and walk the south-west promenade,
the Christmas lights, even more kitsch this year,
I reach Kale, all sorts of ghosts parade,
I'm used to them, it’s other things I fear.
My biggest fear is your false pretence,
that nothing serious has occurred between us,
you're building to your past a stupid fence,
it will not do at all, the truth will clean us.
Nobody is about, so I go back,
even a car with drunkards is not passing,
I stop and watch the waves, what the fuck?
New Big South Weather on the coast is smashing.
I take no notice of the waves as such,
I'm back four years ago, in blasting summer,
your smell, your touch, your smile, all too much,
you loved a local, I loved a new comer.
I still can feel you deep into my guts,
as always by your beauty outwitted,
no, I don’t watch the south waves as such,
I'm watching you, the self you have forfeited.
That's it, the bells are ringing for new year,
with music and with firework displays,
you're gone, but I still love you, I'm still here,
impossible to find some new ways.
NEW YEAR'S EVE | DRIFTING AWAY | THE BUGLE OF LONELINESS | EDELTRAUD 2: THE BITCH |
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