Из альбома: Esopus, Volume 9: Dreams

Coming into London, twilight blue
Six stops left on the main line
Catch as catch can a chance to stand

And so I take mine

With trust like a turtle I leave my pages
Piled up neatly beside you
Just in time to see the deep wind blow
Just in time to know that you meant it too

I drank the poison
Straight from the warmth of the palm of your hand
And like ice in the morning
There's nothing much left here to hold or to have
In the end

Nothing like a sister to break your heart
Nothing like a spider to drain it
Nothing like a smile and a brand new start
To make you think you can change it

I drank the poison
Straight from the warmth of the palm of your hand
And like ice in the morning
There's nothing much left here to hold or to have
In the end

I know she knows what I do best
She knows I know where she's lost
I know she knows what I do best
She knows I know that she knows

That I'll drink the poison
Straight from the warmth of the palm of her hand
And like ice in the morning
There's nothing much left here to hold or to have
In the end

I drank the poison
Straight from the warmth of the palm of her hand
And like ice in the morning
There's nothing much left here to hold or to have
In the end

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