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I heard that old song last night and I cried
For all my fool’s wisdom I couldn’t say why
Such words as I knew and used every day
Were now full of meaning and mine, they were always so empty.
The last time we spoke he called me his twin
But he was older and younger than I’ve ever been
And he gave me the papers, to burn or to keep
To sell if I had to, to give if they sold too cheap.


Well, I can no more aspire to finish his poem
Than to finish my glass and find my way home
But I still like the rhythm as it chimes in the ear
Almost makes me forgetful that I should not be feeling so empty.
And what season is this – I really can’t tell
Of days getting shorter, and nights as well.
And how did he manage whom I sold for a flake
The poet who woke me when I though I had long been awake?


And the poet is gone and he won’t speak for me
And all that’s left is this cheap Sentimentality
He always was running away from like a dog-hunted thief.


I played his own game last night and I tried
To lure back the Muse that kept him inspired
I opened the volumes of his bountiful age
To follow the poet to the dark but the pages were empty.
How dare he evade me, who served him so well,
Paid for his champagne and his mesdemoiselles?
Who stood as his second and loaded the guns,
How dare he evade after all that I’ve heard and done?


And the poet is gone and he won’t speak for me
And all that’s left is this cheap Sentimentality
He always was running away from like a dog-hunted thief,
Like a thief…

And the poet is gone and he won’t speak for me
And all that’s left is this cheap Sentimentality
He always was running away from like a dog-hunted thief,
Like a thief…

And the poet is gone and he won’t speak for me
And all that’s left is this cheap Sentimentality
He always was running away from like a dog-hunted thief,
Like a thief…

And the poet is gone and he won’t speak for me
And he’s gone like a thief, like a dog-hunted thief

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