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song he whistles through his teeth like sayonara<br />
sung by an all knowing chanteuse who is not well known<br />
unknowable<br />
but only guessing at the answers ,if the truth be told.<br />
Version 2 3 AM<br />
Or think of it as an epic<br />
never ending<br />
the lost poems<br />
found in an old trunk<br />
the ones i never knew you'd written<br />
it was as if you were already familiar with them<br />
like i found Women In Love<br />
in a drawer when I was 10 had to call an ambulance<br />
your heart constricted lying in a bathtub<br />
maybe you were already dead<br />
but they brought you back for an encore<br />
for a while nothing was as it was before<br />
or has been ever since<br />
you making donuts and singing with the radio<br />
in an english country garden a theme song<br />
but whose what where and when<br />
as the cat knocked all the apple blossoms from the trees<br />
you had such high hopes for<br />
that year until moving above a pool hall<br />
abandoned as you described so well<br />
what I was feeling on the beach alone<br />
with my transistor motown and a crush<br />
on a boy who shot peas from a pea shooter<br />
and never gave me the time of day<br />
do we choose the ones<br />
who not so much are playing hard to get<br />
if only you had told me<br />
it was a planetary influence<br />
passing already passed<br />
though the rational choices i made<br />
the few i made when i made them<br />
as if riding my bike up the hill<br />
to your house i took a different way<br />
just for a change got lost<br />
and never found you again<br />
after that day when you stopped believing in my stories<br />
said they were only JUST stories anyway.<br />
As IF we had something<br />
more important to be doing later
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