Black Star

i get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing

gown

well what am i to do?

i know all the things around your head and what they do to

you.

what are we coming to?

what are we gonna do?

blame it on the black star

blame it on the falling sky

blame it on the satellite that beams me home.

the troubled words of a troubled mind i try to understand

what is eating you.

i try to stay awake but its 58hrs since that i last slept with

you.

what are we coming to?

i just don't know anymore.



i get on the train and I just stand about now that i don't think

of you.

i keep falling over i keep passing out

when i see a face like you.

what am i coming to?

im gonna melt down.


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