Thinking back now,

I suppose you were just stating your views

What was it all for

For the weather or the battle of agincourt

And the times that we all hoped would last

Like a train they have gone by so fast

And though we stood together

At the edge of the platform

We were not moved by them





With my own hands

When i make love to your memory

It's not the same

I miss the thunder

I miss the rain

And the fact that you don't understand

Casts a shadow over this land

But the sun still shines from behind it.





Thanks all the same

But i just can't bring myself to answer your letters

It's not your fault

But your honesty touches me like a fire

The polaroids that hold us together

Will surely fade away

Like the love that we spoke of forever

On st swithin's day