Archive for March, 2004

Posted: 03/31/2004 in None

” I Know It’s Over “

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

And as I climb into an empty bed

Oh well. Enough said.

I know it’s over – still I cling

I don’t know where else I can go

Oh …

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

See, the sea wants to take me

The knife wants to slit me

Do you think you can help me ?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy

Handsome groom, give her room

Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly

(Though she needs you

More than she loves you)

And I know it’s over – still I cling

I don’t know where else I can go

Over and over and over and over

Over and over, la …

I know it’s over

And it never really began

But in my heart it was so real

And you even spoke to me, and said :

“If you’re so funny

Then why are you on your own tonight ?

And if you’re so clever

Then why are you on your own tonight ?

If you’re so very entertaining

Then why are you on your own tonight ?

If you’re so very good-looking

Why do you sleep alone tonight ?

I know …

‘Cause tonight is just like any other night

That’s why you’re on your own tonight

With your triumphs and your charms

While they’re in each other’s arms…”

It’s so easy to laugh

It’s so easy to hate

It takes strength to be gentle and kind

Over, over, over, over

It’s so easy to laugh

It’s so easy to hate

It takes guts to be gentle and kind

Over, over

Love is Natural and Real

But not for you, my love

Not tonight, my love

Love is Natural and Real

But not for such as you and I, my love

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my …

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my …

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