The very second time I walked in this room
You knew that I was gone
And just the way the sun slanted in
Made it all seem wrong
I know you say you love me
And somewhere I think that you do
I love all the tricks you ve shown me
I ll cut myself in two
It s coming on again
So I saw the newspaper that had burnt in the fire
The headlines were rain
Go walk outside and clear my head
Down on Albion Lane
I know you live around here somewhere
As I scan the sky
I know that you sleep around here somewhere
Where it s warm and dry
On saturday afternoon the crowds rolled in clouds
Ignored the rumors of war
We drink a toast to auld lang syne
Stretched out on the floor
I know you ll never remember
And it s better that way
Let this wine take your memory
Of everything before today
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