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    "Bitter Suite" Lyrics


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    A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow
    Not the regal creature of border caves
    But the poor, misguided, directionless familiar
    Of some obscure Scottish poet

    The mist crawls from the canal
    Like some primordial phantom of romance
    To curl, under a cascade of neon pollen
    While I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father
    Your carnation will rot in a vase.

    II. Lost Weekend

    A train sleeps in a siding
    The driver guzzles another can of lager
    To wash away the memories of a Friday night down at the club

    She was a wallflower at sixteen
    She'll be a wallflower at thirty four
    Her mother called her beautiful
    Her daddy said, "A whore".

    III. Blue Angel

    The sky was Bible black in Lyon
    When I met the Magdalene
    She was paralysed in a streetlight
    She refused to give her name

    And a ring of violet bruises
    They were pinned upon her arm.
    Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand
    To a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears
    And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear
    "'J'entend ton coeur"
    I can hear your heart

    IV. Misplaced Rendezvous

    It's getting late, for scribbling and scratching on the paper
    Something's gonna give under this pressure
    And the cracks are already beginning to show
    It's too late
    The weekend career girl never boarded the plane
    They said this could never happen again
    So wrong, so wrong

    This time it seems to be another misplaced rendezvous
    This time, it's looking like another misplaced rendezvous
    With you
    The parallel of you, you

    V. Windswept Thumb

    On the outskirts of nowhere
    On the ringroad to somewhere
    On the verge of indecision
    I'll always take the roundabout way
    Waiting on the rain
    For I was born with a habit, from a sign
    The habit of a windswept thumb
    And the sign of the rain
    It's started raining
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Derek William Dick, Mark Kelly, Ian Mosley, Steve Rothery, Pete Trewavas.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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