Of Gramophone Goodbyes

If you're treadin' along the west country line,
you'll see the sun, you'll see her there,
and you'll know her eyes, are darker than the sea,
her heart believes in me.

If you're travelling to the end of a time,
the edge of a song, the end of a rhyme,
and you'll see her eyes, are darker than the sea,
her heart believes in me.

Love of mine, she was very kind,
loved the skies and the morning light,
her laughter was fake,
bereavements were all she had.

If you see her there do let her know,
the man who's on the radio,
and he plays all the songs you played to him,
repeats all the words that are hard to say,
and he knows your eyes are stranger than the sea,
sketched in his memory.



Credits
Writer(s): Arka Saha
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