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From the banister I can see you, |
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Cough and blast rainbows |
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27 summers press against the powder room windows |
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On returning eyes are learning the language of your wrists |
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You twist them towards the chandeliers and say 'who will be my witness?' |
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On a beaded rug on Jerusalem Hill watching the trawlers roll in |
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Let's start at the beginning, the drunk shouts who your tailor on the preference |
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Of a power failure slashing out its darkness |
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The steeple riggers round the spire scramble |
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For holy work lights on great hooks hanging |
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You straighten your quiff and mimic a stiff |
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The jury's back and it's a crushing blow |
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To those who wish you ill and woe |
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You are the Lake District |
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You don't need to speak |
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Writes in the air and chalk |
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Like sub titles walk across a foreign film screen |
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From the landing I can hear your hay bale laughter singing |
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It breaks the white horse hearts, of all those assembling |
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To be an ornament that sparkles |
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It's clear those here would kill |
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But there's nowhere to hide if you become a city on the hill |
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On a beated road on Jerusalem hill, watching the trollops roll in |
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Let's start at the beginning, in a dingy parlour by lanterns swinging |
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But the ancient caverns of your eyes, welling |
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The tale of Russian head scarf, landing |
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On your collar bone from your blouse, protruding |
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You tighten your belt so it's closer felt |
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The jury's back and it's a crushing blow |
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For those who wish your ill and wall |
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You are the Lake District |
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Marry me |
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In a registry |
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Like a foreign film scene |
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Let others publish our thoughts |
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Take my hand and we will waltz |
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Below the cathedral volts |
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Spinning like a foreign film reel |