"a serenade for kathy" lyrics

"a serenade for kathy"

Your breath was [?] when you climbed into the water
And you swear you saw your dead mother's face
She looked right back at you and didn't even smile
Neither offer you acknowledgement nor grace
Now I don't know the outcome but I'm sure it won't be good
How it could it be when it never is
Your little prince could be commuted
And you wouldn't even notice
But I can tell you this

I don't want to hear your reasons
I have no interest in your plans
This thing of ours which you are leaving
I will see through to the end

Count the cigarette butts on the doorstep
The poems unread on the chair
The portraits you glare at and no one to dance with
A closet of clothes you don't wear
But I'd be caught dead in your skin
I'd offer you wages I know I can't win
While I know you're too wise to be ever convinced
I love you I love you I swear

I don't want to hear your reasons
I have no interest in your plans
This thing of ours which you are leaving
I will see through to the end

[?] embarassed to say that you're sorry
Save your thin moral stance
Act like some parrot and go and join the army
Fuck it, go and join the army with them
Woah-oh oh

If it be my lot to be used then forgot
I accept, I accept, I accept
If it be my lot to be bled then forgot
I accept, I accept, I accept

I don't want to hear your reasons
I have no interest in your plans


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