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This year, no one will ask how you voted |
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Or of you know the way to town |
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No one will call you as an eyewitness |
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Or teach you how to train a bird of prey |
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No one will bring you your new Scientist |
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Try to sell you double glazing |
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Or tell you the secrets |
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People will write to you |
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But you won't answer their letters |
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The high sheriff of mistletoe will never catch your eye again |
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No one will peel apples for you |
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Or love you more than you can bear |
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No one will forget you |
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I wept in Tesco, Sainsburys and in Boots |
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Where they give me medicine for grief |
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But I wept in Asda, in Woolworths, and in the library |
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Where they give me books on grief |
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I wept in Clarks |
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Looking in vain for shoes that would stop me weeping |
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I wept on The Peace March |
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And all through the war |
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I wept in Superdrug |
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Where they give me free box of tissues |
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I wept in the churches |
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The empty empty churches |
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And in the House of Commence |
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They voted me out of office |
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I've lived with your death for a year |
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That despot death |
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That realist, stunned |
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As if I've just given birth to a foal |
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Or made an enemy of the rain |
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All at once you have more important things to live |
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Death is the feather in your cap |
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The source of your fame |
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My darkest lesson |
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This dropout year closes |
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I begin my second year without you |
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Just me and the paper-thin world |
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