Remembering the time you went and tore down all the curtains and cried
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, please break your glass to catch my fall
cause I’m the last to know.”
“Why would you even try to give me hope?”
I escaped into the backyard and I had a smoke to calm me down
When I heard you smashing plates against the wall
In your Chinese silk red robe singing,
“I’m the last to know, why would you even try to give me hope?”
And just like Evelyn McHale, you never looked so peaceful ‘til you fell through the air
And left him walking in circles round Meadow Park
Waiting on a ghost that would haunt his heart
And just before the moment you hit
Time expands and traps you in an infinite split
That leaves him walking in circles round Meadow Park
Waiting on a ghost that would haunt his heart
He never truly understood, the way the colors changed every time that he looked
At the photo of you sitting on a bench in Meadow Park
Waiting on a ghost that would haunt your heart
He bows his head in silent relief
And gives into the schaudenfraude of penitent priests
That saw you sitting on a bench in Meadow Park
Waiting on a ghost that would haunt your heart
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