DAY SEVEN
TALK IS CHEAP
I need to see your beauty face
I need to hear your lips complain
about the two and eight of things
the way you always used to do so please
come home you're driving me insane
Passing ships storms in cups
caffeine will never taste the same
hello ciao auf wiedersehen
whatever was your name Elaine
perhaps you never told me
Although you saw me for a while
much more than enough time
to compile file boxes of memories
of photographs and promises
and keepsakes that you'll never keep
They say that flashing lights
bragging rights and talk is cheap
but gasoline will cost a bomb
and aeroplanes will come and go
fly to fields in lands that we don't know
But that's enough of that for now
because I'm still waiting
for you to return to sanity
you've been holed up in that godforsaken
place for much too long
I need to see your beauty face
I need to hear your lips complain
about the two and eight of things
the way you always used to do
so please come home and be with me again
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