Song For Sinking Lovers Songtext

That perfume in the air is like the one she'd wearAnd her hair, it always took time to repairMy watch it brings of late to me the times I'd waitBy the gate, her way from work did indicateOccasionally I think of thingsWhen a cold hard bell inside me ringsJust in time I can pull the blind and shut it from my mindThis cigarette I smoke reminds me of a jokeThat we spoke, on mornings when we first awokeMy walk upon the grass right now it brings to passWhen she'd ask, if everything we'd got would last(REPEAT CHORUS)Shut it out...