A boy in the night
He's never been right
He kicks at a stone

The woman is old
Her hands on the folds
of sheet white as bone

He's heading her way
And she's still awake
It's quarter to four

He kicks at the gate
He's been at the turps
He's lost as a bird

From the window above
She is watching it all
He trips and he falls

As he tries to stand
She smiles in her hand
He's on the Hills hoist

Back door is open
She never closes
it to the night

Still there's a crash
A curse and a smash
she loses a pane

He's been there before
He knows where to go
The end of the hall

He tries to be quiet
While finding the light
And sinks to the floor

By the light of the stars
He searches for hours
Through cupboards and drawers

He opens a book
It slips to the floor
The picture of her

A girl at a ball
Dancing alone
Shot from the side
Her eyes can't hide
That she's in love
with the photographer

The others are blurred
But she's still as a bird
The arch of her back
The line of her neck
The tiniest smile in those
exalted eyes


Lyrics submitted by mareebike

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