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 Thinking back now

 I suppose you were just stating your views

 What was it all for

 For the weather or the battle of Agincourt

And the times that we all hoped would last

 Like a train they have gone by so fast

 And though we stood together at the edge of the platform

 We were not moved by them

 With my own hands

 As I make love to your memory

 It's not the same

 I miss the thunder I miss the rain

And the fact that you don't understand

 Casts a shadow over this land

 But the sun still shines from behind it

Thanks all the same

But I just can't bring myself to answer your letters

It's not your fault

But your honesty touches me like a fire

The polaroids that keep us together

Will surely fade away

Like the love that we spoke of forever

On St. Swithins Day