upside down things
rain fall and faces on the wall
the mind is full of upside down things
fourty-nine days and you disappear
fifty and you were never there
six coins and ash
six coins and ash
i am waiting for the world to come crashing down
in the side streets and in the back alleys
i am waiting for the world to come crashing down
a fistful of forgetmenots
a fistful of forgetyounots
you are on the edge now
in a black and white reel
in a dream in black and white
in the papers and in the books
in the look of a passerby
heaven is a perfect monarchy
one to the head, two if you love me
i kiss you on the temple
you are forgotten now
