歌词
He came, he went
He conquered her that night
Before he took flight
Chauffered from responsibility
Competitive child
Beneath a fertile chestnut tree
Even when she tied his laces
He did not thank me
Swinging her best shot
He retold his bad jokes
Side by side on the pavement
Lost his phone heading home
His tail between their legs
She waved him farewell
Behind wound-up, tinted glass
Could not return, from whence they came
Open sky would only cause more pain
So she took the high road
With the Laundrettes
Betting shops
With the Orthodox
Bought rollmops for her friend
As the klezmer band marched on
Took the coins politely ran
Conviction in her hand like change
Loose change
She hears that same refrain
But loosely changed
It lands, you leave
Regain, recede
Disbelief suspends the match
Fuels her every sense
He wills her
Bare nerves worn to the edge
Scores a bed notch
Pound of flesh
Yet swore to return
Bound in chains
We hear that same refrain