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That Clear Day

& I stroked her leg she said stop yer giving me sensations

I faltered at her temptations

Smoked a cigarrette

Burnt my regret

An offering I overplay

& I saw the clouds roll in on a clear day

 

& I’m hurt

& I’m torn

& I’m ragged 

I’m alone

& I Iead myself on

With no fucking collar on

A walk round the block

No bags big enough to pick up the shit that I drop

She said yer’ll find a way

Yer good looking…….

Can't I stay?

& I saw the clouds roll in on a clear day

 

Stood in her nighty

Familiar & nipping me ankles

& I’m mad

& I’m sad

& I’m the one who's bad

& her nighties all bobbly

Cigarette burnt away

& I saw the clouds roll in on a clear day

 

I cooked something nice

She told me it tastes lovely

I never looked up 

Just wanted to compress the moment

Squeeze the fucking life out of it

& thats exactly what I did

Chucked it in a jar & shut the lid

& the jar contained the last suns ray

& I saw the clouds roll in on a clear day

 

& we stood there 

Screaming in silence

& I’m a cunt

& I’m wrong

& the same fucking song

& I knew, I knew…….I knew I can’t stay

& I saw the clouds roll in on a clear day

 

 

& every cigarette burns away

& I saw the clouds roll in on that clear day

 

◄ Soft Silence

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