Clinic - Radio Story lyrics

It was only after he made her acquaintance That it occurred to him Maybe this was beyond the bounds of possibility Henry saw her each morning A superior mirage from the future His hastily scribbled down phone number Was received with a wry smile, no rebuff They met at Warwick Street, dusk The cars still on their homeward drive And his heart pounding ashamedly She arrived averting her eyes But she expectantly walked over to join him Terrine of Yorkshire gammon Sweet potato mash Duck eggs and a smile Her gaze met his Their hands lightly brushing As he reached for the check Do you remember when life was ecstasy? The hotel room was bleak But he hardly noticed as she took control Her fingers deftly undoing the bu*tons On his borrowed shirt No noise except the buzz of the overhead light And their breathing Eyes closed Dark hair thrown back in wild abandon She whispered the national anthem As he sank into her She tasted of Rémy Martin and Ancient Rome Hours of frantic lubricious coupling Render them physically spent Falling into a deep profound comatose sleep Only waking days later When the letter was delivered Un astronauta en cielo