Adorable

In a room painted beige and blue
Some fifty-odd years ago
Im lying here, recalling
Holding her tight at a fairground show
She blessed me with fire and candyfloss
And her sweet-salted lips
It never tasted like this
It never tasted like this
In a hollow tree of childhood games
Of hopes and promises missed
She promised me things
I never could understand
It was a pleasure and a privilege
Then as it is now
It was a pleasure and a privilege
But Ill guess youll never know
On a visit on a whim
There was nobody home
Save an old lady
That didnt speak my language
So my scrawled note
Stayed in my tatty hand
"It was a pleasure
It was a privilege"
Too many letters dont get sent
Too many letters dont get read
Theres too many letters that dont get sent
Theres too many letters
Too many letters dont get sent
Too many letters dont get read
Theres too many letters under my bed
Theres too many letters
Too many letters dont get sent
Too many letters dont get read
Theres too many letters that dont get sent
Theres too many letters
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