The Airborne Toxic Event — April Is the Cruelest Month
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We imagined ourselves as cathedral bells
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Ringing out through the moribund streets
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Like shrill courtesans, making fanciful plans
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That we whispered while drifting to sleep
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And I told you I??d stay in every possible way
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Though we both knew that that wasn??t true
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You said you??d would understand
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If it was for something so grand
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As this mirrored reflection of you
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And New York in October was never so sober
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As the beating on the windows in March
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Trying so hard in vain to stay out of the rain
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Falling off our cathedral arch
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You were Zelda, Isolde, and you were Audrey and Kate
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You were Miss Cleopatra in heels
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Then anonymously, you were April to me
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Throwing rocks just to see how it feels
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But those lines in your eyes and that platinum crown
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And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks
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You must??ve looked so divine to some neophyte trying
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But you looked like a common whore to me
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But I liked you the best when you were a plain simple mess
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Drinking wine from a pink plastic cup
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While the radio played some soft serenade
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And we noticed the sun coming up
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And the blue in your eyes looked like ice when you cried
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You were always so cold when we touched
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Happy birthday to you, I sure hope it??s untrue
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Even though I don??t miss you that much