: Amongst the books, an angel i've not met And time hasn't touched her yet From a to m to z she swans, as if avoiding bed Pigtails instead of wings I
: Heading south so i can go north Guided by birds but drifting off-course Read the tide-table before starting out Bbut 30 years old with chapters torn
These were the badlands, the sad lands I wanted to leave but i wanted to give Whispered in song in the tops of the trees "Tears are the only rain that we see" Whispered in song
: England's dreaming, winter absent I take my books back, change my accent First in the library You queue up behind me, frost-bitten in french mittens
: I'm in my halloween boat with a hole in my heart the size of a girl Pacific postman, 30 west by 50 east on a black sea that joins up countries My life
: I came to your party dressed as a shadow and you never knew, you never knew I rolled through the halls like a velvet wave, as quiet as an empty stage
: She said, "it's ok - you'll feel better every day and all memory of this will fade away" And that's the biggest lie and i just wonder why when love
: The canadian brought us snow and lucky strikes for john to smoke A thursday night with powercuts, in mountain socks, burning books We watched the jetsons
: There's angel pie in the oven and everything is ok, it's alright The point at which the seasons pass each other on the way out, way in 'A confederate
: I can't believe she said that Can't believe it's true Can't believe she's faithful, She is wicked through and through She's read too many books She
: It's just out of reach Can't think of nothing else Gathering the nerve Something's in the air It's just out of reach and i'm on the ground I have energy
: There's no heart in the men who run these mountain bars All love extinguished by location and cold fronts Dogs in the parking lot surround the car
: What does not destroy me can only make me stronger
: Joanne comes around with a radio and absinthe We start the afternoon with polish xmas songs on shortwave She laughs as we burn the first shot, the
: I've got the snow on my side - i've got no doubts about that And though this city grows wider, i always know where i'm at I got your letter this morning
