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Darker With The Day |
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds |
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As so with that, |
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I thought I'd take a final walk |
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The tide of public opinion had started to abate |
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The neighbours, bless them, |
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had turned out to be all talk |
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I could see their frightened faces |
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peering at me through the gate |
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I was looking for an end to this, |
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for some kind of closure |
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Time moved so rapidly, |
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I had no hope of keeping track of it |
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I thought of my friends |
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who had died of exposure |
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And I remembered other ones |
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who had died from the lack of it |
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And in my best shoes |
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I started falling forward down the street |
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I stopped at a church |
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and jostled through the crowd |
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And love followed just behind me, |
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panting at my feet |
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As the steeple tore the stomach |
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from a lonely little cloud |
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Inside I sat, |
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seeking the presence of a God |
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I searched through the pictures |
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in a leather-bound book |
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I found a woolly lamb dozing |
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in an issue of blood |
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And a gilled Jesus shivering |
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on a fisherman's hook |
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Babe |
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It seems so long |
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Since you've been gone away |
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And I |
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Just got to say |
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That it grows darker with the day |
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Back on the street |
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I saw a great big smiling sun |
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It was a Good day and an Evil day |
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and all was bright and new |
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that most destruction was being done |
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And it seemed to me |
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By those who could not choose between the two |
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Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones |
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The streets groan with little Caesars, |
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Napoleons and cunts |
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With their building blocks |
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and their tiny plastic phones |
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Counting on their fingers, |
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with crumbs down their fronts |
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I passed by your garden, |
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saw you with your flowers |
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The Magnolias, Camellias and Azaleas so sweet |
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And I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds |
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You looked so beautiful in the rising heat |
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I smell smoke, |
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see little fires bursting on the lawns |
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People carry on regardless, |
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listening to their hands |
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Great cracks appear in the pavement, |
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the earth yawns |
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Bored and disgusted, |
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to do us down |
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Babe |
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It seems so long |
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Since you've been gone |
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And I |
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Just got to say |
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That it grows darker with the day |
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These streets are frozen now. |
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I come and go |
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Full of a longing for something |
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I do not know |
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My father sits slumped |
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in the deepening snow |
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As I search, in and out, above, about, below |
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It seems so long |
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Since you went away |
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And I |
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Open the brain |
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That it grows darker with the day |
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