| Sad Is A Way I'll Never See You
Lyric by Clive James, music by Pete Atkin
Soon
You'll see a weakness in the afternoon
And the folding of the few remaining flowers
There'll be a re-emerging of the moon
Though the incandescent city saps her powers
And sad is a way I'll never see you
High
Above your smile there'll be a pale sky
But through the streets, the pulse-rate of the cars
I suppose that blaze of glory must be why
We city-dwellers seldom see the stars
And sad is a way I'll never see you
Frail
A constellation floating like a veil
Unfolding through a hundred million years
It counts no more than kids collecting hail
It comes no closer to me than your tears
And sad is a way I'll never see you
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