If I took some scissors, cut the collars off your
Playing Roulette with a health care practitioner hours away from
Remember that autumn, October 16?
From Cornwall to Chelmsford
Concarneau to Kent
A room above the Wetherspoons
Awake, hyperactive and testing my nerves
On the scenic route from the station
In the midst of
So I walk the city streets, Eastgate, Northgate, Watergate up
There's candles and there's matches where they've always been
In the
Straight out of Camden, spring in heels, it's a Friday,
Outside a tearoom on the West Coast, just beyond the
Signposts
Smiling with eyes that are ice cold
Kissing with eyes on
And the cyclist stops at the end of the road
Looks
Come on, sue me, but the city's had enough of
Sometimes all it takes
Is to stumble on an advert in
Christmas Eve, 5 PM
And the town market traders pull the
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