Outside, the fairground in snow / Revolves like a waltz, funeral slow / And summer has gone, collapsed like a chair / Like the heart of a bird, a bell on the air
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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 for scraps of affection / For eyes not glazed over like black ice
A Charlie Brown snowstorm for 2.49 / Snoopy drops dead in the snow / This is all that I can show for my time with someone I don’t really know / I met you in mittens beneath London Bridge
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 dissolves we don’t all just die / I sat by the lake when everyone had gone home, nothing on my body but the sadness i had on / I felt death’s elbow nudging at my ribs, telling me to let go – i don’t deserve to live
The clouds, they go their way / With indifference to us / A melancholy light / The ghost of Summer past
Started mailroom / Moved up through Clerical, now Obituaries / I am the teacher’s son / I am the teacher’s son
The end of a dark, tired year / I slept bad, in bad dreams, on bad beer / I tried to get on but you nagged in my ear / And London is fucked – a busted bike with rusted gears
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 for too long -saw robots in our sleep / Naval lights from amsterdam through the kettle steam
And there were those films / Made in the Seventies where dolls ran through fields / Late at night, after men / His shirt is my dress
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