English Magic – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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Climb the loft to the attic Draw the chintz curtains down Time for one more love song The coolness of the fabric Its beauty lost when I let you go Fades like English magic
But you have left and gone The tune is said and done No point in looking back And you had wept enough And you have had enough of The whims of English magic
The mirrors are still standing In the halls where you left your bags And asked to come collect them The photos still remind us Of those sunny times forgotten now Collecting dust where we left them
And you have left and gone The tune is left unsung Funny yet so tragic But you had wept enough And you’ve read all the books I have on English magic