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November Tale

アーティスト:The Waterboys  アルバム:Modern Blues 

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Her communiqué arrived with its expression of her feelings I declare I'd no idea she'd been holding and concealing Such a storm of words unsaid that, absurd as it appears Had been blowing in her head for twenty-seven years I knew I had to face her, so I grabbed my Davy Crockett Threw a scarf around my neck and twenty dollars in my pocket I found her in the same old place, a pamphlet in her fist When she saw my wind-blown face she said "well, look at who it is!" Meet me on the mad parade when the midnight bells are chiming We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown Pile all the blunders that we've made in a tower too tall for climbing And we'll burn, the damn thing down In the grey November light she was older, still alluring Her hair was grey and longer than it ever had been during The days we loved and slept in her bed of painted wood In the little place she kept in a crumbling neighbourhood We walked along awhile like we were old and close companions But I could feel the gulf between us yawning like a canyon She with her church and code, her extravagant beliefs Me a creature of the road, a child of dust and grief Meet me on the mad parade when the midnight bells are chiming We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown


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