Salad Days
 

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Salad Days


You come to me at midnight
And say it's dark in here
You know you robbed me
Of my sight and light is what I fear
I tell you that I can not see
But you persist in showing me
Those bangles that I paid for long ago
And though my face is smiling
I'm really feeling low
And though you say you're
With me I know that it's not so
Your skin crawls up an octave
Your teeth have lost their gleam
The peaches snuggle closer down
Into the clotted cream
And for some unknown reason
My watch begins to chime
And though I beg and plead
With you you tell me it's not time
And though my face is smiling
I'm really feeling low
And though you say you're
With me I know that it's not so
The sun seeps through the window
To see if we're still dead
To try to throw some light upon
The gloom around our bed
At quarter past the doorbell rings
The water faucet drips and sings
And still my reason will not rhyme
And still you tell me it's not time
And though my face is smiling
I'm really feeling low
And though you say you're
With me I know that it's not so
You really know that it's not so