Piano Magic I Came To Your Party Dressed As A Shadow
I came to your party dressed as a shadow and you never
knew, you never knew
I rolled through the halls like a velvet wave, as quiet
as an empty stage
I blackened your eyes and stole the light from your glass
But in the cold calm of the morning, lay like a death-
kite on your lawn
I came to your party dressed as a shadow, without
invitation, without a motive
I parked three streets from the moonlight - the soft walk
to your house on a silver string
You were dancing in the backyard to a biscuit-tin beat
I slunk between the notes, posting them off to the night
This is symptomatic of you and me : i have jars full of
your breath
I have shelves of your words but you have nothing of me
but a space where i would be
