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Looking by chance in at the open window
I saw my own self seated in his chair
With gaze abstracted, furrowed forehead, unkempt hair
I thought that I had suddenly come to die
That to a cold corpse this was my farewell
Until the pen moved slowly upon paper and tears fell
He had written a name, yours, in printed letters
One word on which bemusedly to pore
No protest, no desire, your naked name, nothing more
Would it be tomorrow, would it be next year?
But the vision was not false, this much I knew
And I turned angrily from the open window, aghast at you
Why never a warning, either by speech or look
That the love you cruelly gave me could not last?
Already it was too late, the bait swallowed the hook fast
- Album:
- there’s a light that enters houses with no other house...
- Blemish
- Do You Know Me Now
- Died In The Wool
- Manafon
- Dead Bees On A Cake
- The First Day
- Rain Tree Crow
- Secrets Of The Beehive
- Gone To Earth
- Brilliant Trees
- Miscellaneous
- Everything And Nothing
- Sleepwalkers
- Non-Album Releases
- Moods
- Weatherbox
- Secrets of the Beehive (Reissue) [Remastered]
- The Chillout Album, Classic Edition: Soft Mixed
- Secrets of the Beehive (Remastered 2003)