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She China white
Behind her eyes of blue
Her future in velvet
And her memories wrapped in cotton wool

And the coffee
Are the hours that she killed
In another of a day
Her patience starts to
Like a that turns to sand

And time breaks down to
When you're waiting, on a man
on a man

She's out the doorway
While checking out the guy
Whose drunk imagination is up
The ladder of her clad thigh

And the
Are burning up the hours that she
In murder of a day

Her patience starts to
Like a rock turns to sand
And time breaks to seconds
When you're waiting, on a man
Waiting on a man, on a man

It so long since yesterday
The time by so slow
When waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She shivers in a sweat
That she's to ignore
As she her shaking fingers
Round the change by the phone

She him more than she'll admit
And more others need to know
She hopes the knots tie
Her stomach are only

The time by so slow
you're waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She that no one pays attention
As she punches out the
As she fumbles with the
That the panic doesn't show

She prays the lights stay green all
She prays the traffic doesn't
And the knots that tie
Her stomach are butterflies

butterflies, fly by every day
While you're on a man
Waiting on a man to

There he stands behind the
She for her coat to go
And she wanders in a dream
She wanders away to a

She threads her way
Through the neon alleyways
She flirts with the
And round the victims

Of a night that'll sleep the day
casts out its refugees and throws out its debris
She turns the key in a lock to a world
That she guards her ghosts of faithful familiars
Who to her shrine in the patchwork cathedral
Observing the ritual with silent compassion and

On the candlelit of a tightening circle
She arranges the faded and yellowing
The memories left of her friends and her
Respectfully turned to the

She turns up the sound on a second radio
And drowns out the of the world that she lives in
Her conscience, her witness, her life is her
And the man she left is waiting to murder a day