Another drunk platonic evening
Is falling into morning time
Curse myself again
Above and silent are you sleeping
Below and lower am i sitting still
A deluge overhead
Done it now my friend
And are you still my friend?
'cause i don't know how we'll be
The morning after me
This condensation soaked net curtain
The bleached and icy kitchen scene
A stupid head in hands
You came across so goddam friendly
A final loss of self control
A bargain basement move
Done it now my friend
And are you still my friend?
'cause i don't know how we'll be
The morning after me
A melancholic sad reminder
The kettle boiled an hour ago...