David Sylvian, Robert Graves - Upon This Earth lyrics
[David Sylvian, Robert Graves - Upon This Earth lyrics]
I saw my own self seated in his chair
With gaze abstracted, furrowed forehead
Unkempt hair
I thought that I had suddenly come to die
That to a cold corpse this was my farewell
Until the pen moved slowly upon paper
And tears fell
He had written a name, yours
In printed letters:
One word on which bemusedly to pore
No protest, no desire, your naked name
Nothing more
Would it be tomorrow, would it be next year?
But the vision was not false
This much I knew
And I turned angrily from the open window
Aghast at you
Why never a warning, either by speech or look
That the love you cruelly gave
Me could not last?
Already it was too late: the bait swallowed
The hook fast"
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