(A black television screen
Snow white and black
Deep and open
Splashing against the windows
Looking out onto a three-terrace town
There’s a garden, grey-green
And cherry blossoms)
Get in in the morning (all seasons here, saved for a rainy day)
Climb in beside you (a part of a whole)
Watch the clock for half an hour (an orange and its peel)
It’s cold on the outside
There’s steam on the windows (a star in a night sky)
And I put myself there all the time (a gentle beauty)
You let me forget again
And I’ve known all along
You let me forget again
Forget how it feels to be wrong
If I could show her completely (funny how everything makes you feel low when you’re already low)
But it comes out so drunkardly (lying on the bed, the light bulb banging down)
And I fall all over my words (get up, pull the sheet from the window, to see the rain still coming down)
I’ve got these swinging doors (downstairs there’s hot coffee, sit down to a cigarette)
From sunshine to the half-light (down to the filter, another and down to my last)
I keep them so well-oiled (another and my last penny)
You let me forget again (4 a.m. 6 feet down. Already up with the larks)
And I go stumbling through
You let me forget again (4 a.m. 6 feet down. Already up with the larks)
Forget what I always knew