Thursday, March 25, 2010

I will be her nowhere man

She'll go down there to nowhere soon
She'll stand there still with her head in the moon
I will be her nowhere man
We're not named until the end
Ooh ooh

That girl was so much better than me
But it always goes wrong
There's no cure for the lonely
With loneliness she'll sink in the sand
I feel the heat go out of her hand


Swans, No Cure for the Lonely
(Love of Life, 1992)

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