when you were wearing a fluffy jumper
and I shouldered my jacket, the maroon one/ like a cloak
like a draping/ your hair fell to your shoulder and split there/
on the staircase when I turned
and I would go wherever there was work,
wherever there was a harbour/ or a station/
or windows to look in, with eyes like yours/ in the dark
and I shouldered my jacket, the maroon one/ like a cloak
like a draping/ your hair fell to your shoulder and split there/
on the staircase when I turned
and I would go wherever there was work,
wherever there was a harbour/ or a station/
or windows to look in, with eyes like yours/ in the dark
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