You don't
even know your name
                                         You get
on a bicycle
                                         And bend
the frame
                                         Samson in
a cage
                                    Gave him some
wine and Danish
                                        Man, was
he depraved
Raindrops, teardrops
                                        Give me
some real food
                                        Like out
on the balcony
                                          Hamish
in a den
                                        Now that
I'm seventeen
                                          He must
be ten
                                   You don't seem
to love me any more
                                      I gave you
my word of honour
                                   You sprinkled
your path with gravel
                                        Angels
fell from the sky
                                     You don't
even know your name
                                         You get
on a bicycle
                                          I get on
a plane
                                         Namedrops
on a hill
                                       Perhaps in
a distant valley
                                           They'll
be still
                                   You don't seem
to love me any more
                                      I gave you
my word of honour
                                   You sprinkled
your path with gravel
                                        Angels
fell from the sky
                                   You don't seem
to love me any more
                                      I gave you
my word of honour
                                   You sprinkled
your path with gravel
                                        Angels
fell from the sky
                                         Namedrops
on a hill
                                       Perhaps in
a distant valley
                                           They'll
be still