You burn the night and the days are gone

You burn my night and the days are told



C--Aircraft adorn my hair

Small boats adhere to my feet

I might be omnipotent but I can be discreet



It takes too much money to see you alone

and the queue stretches back to my home

Times were better when we were young

and you'd do whatever I'd say

I would be a bridge

You'd be the thrall of a car

At speed and late

with a wheel, with a mind of its own



"Well, we've had one about a very short person, so why not one about

someone very tall? Also something about those nasty pairs like Brady &

Hindly."

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