I walk with my girl who wears a grey blouse
When she walks at grey shoes
And walks with me readily wearing her clothes
Considered for me her grey clothes
She holds my arm
On good evenings
We walk through the hills
To the top of the hill
Past the dogs
The clouds racing
Just before dark
Or as dark as falling
With the moon
When it's chilly
I stop her
And slip a raincoat
Over her shoulders
Or rainy slip arms
Into the arms
She twisting her arms
And talk to her
And tell her everything
She dresses for my eyes
I tell her my thoughts, now I'm ready to walk, your arm in me, your hand in me.
I tell her my life's thoughts, clouds racing, she looks up at me, or listens looking down.
She stops in mid-sentence.
My sentence, to look up at me, sometimes, her hand is slipped, from mine, her arm loosened, she walks slightly apart.
Dog barks.
There are two, firework, my saw is a bull, my mug prêt to burn.


One who is with me sometimes.
And another.
He listens to me.


I tell him what I know
We walk by the dogs
Sometimes the wind is so high
He does not hear me
I lead him to a tree
Clasp closely to him
And whisper to him
Wind going, dogs stop
And he hears me
But the other hears me
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Called the bus to the town crowd
Life round the market, rain and stinking
Showed her the bumping light
Took her down around the dump
Flat roads and girders, she clutching me
This way, the way I bring you
Pubs throw the door smack into the night
Clothes barking and the light
She with me clutching
Brought her into this place
My cousin runs it
Uncertain place, my hand
I go by myself with the milk
To the top
The clouds racing
All the blue changes
I'm dizzy sometimes
Meet with him under some place
One time
Visited his house
He put a light on
It reflected the window
It reflected in the window
She walks from the door
To the window
To see the way
Yeah
Yeah


has come to confirm that the house which grew nearer is the same one she stands in
that the path and the bushes are the same that the gate is the same when i stand beside her
and smile at home she looks at me and smiles
how many times standing glitched in the pissing dark waiting
from out the cows the river you cross the field out of darkness you arrive
you stand breathing before me you smile i put my hand on your shoulders and breath
you smile i put my hand on your shoulders and breath
you smile i put my hand on your shoulders and breath
there are two i turn to them and speak i look them in their eyes
i kiss them there and say i look away to smile
i kiss them there and say i look away to smile
and touch them as i turn
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