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Lloyd Cole

Myrtle And Rose

 

Myrtle And Rose

(album: Standards - 2013)


You would be the one to come a' knocking at my door
And I would be the one to let you in and nothing more
You would break the bread and we would drink the blood of Christ
Blessed are the lovers for theirs shall be the night
And in the morning you'd be lying by my side
And you would want for more
And I would give you more

You would be the one to lay the blanket on the ground
And I would come to you but you'd be nowhere to be found
So I would turn to her for she was always, always there
Lost will be the souls of the wanton and the weak
And in the morning she'd be lying next to me
And I would want for more
And she would give me more

So then it was for me to come a' calling at your window
But you were never there. She doesn't live here just the thin girl
The elevator operator told me so
So I would lay the table and I'd wait for you to call
Staring at the Myrtle and the Rose
And I would want for more

I became the one who sits and watches from afar
You became the woman in the German Car
I constructed characters in Quark and Photoshop
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone
The less the longing

Now, who should be the one to come a' striding down my street?
To what do we owe this apparent sense of urgency?
And I should be the one touched by your very presence, dear?
The longer you were gone the less the longing
The longer you were gone the less the longing
And now you come for more
But I've no more to give
This has been enough for me

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