There's a note
That the world plays out of tune
Some silver afternoon
And you see the sunlight dying on the lawn
Paul Verlaine, Paul Verlaine
Such an in- such an insubstantial day
Sometimes in a lonely alleyway
Everything cracks like porcelain
Paul Verlaine, Paul Verlaine
Such an in- such an insubstantial day
All the empty sidewalks in the street
All the voices in the fields
What if they're real?
Paul Verlaine, Paul Verlaine
Such an in- such an insubstantial day
All the empty sidewalks in the street
All the voices in the fields
What if they're real?
1 | I Can't Seem to Make You Mine* |
2 | Reflections After Jane |
3 | We Could Walk Together |
4 | Bicycles |
5 | Saturday |
6 | I Had To Say This |
7 | Since K Got Over Me |
8 | Rain |
9 | Joseph Cornell |
10 | Losing Haringey |