lament

I’ve seen your fairground hair,

your seaside eyes

Your vampire tooth, your little truth

Your tiny lies

I know your trembling hand, your guilty prize

Your sleeping limbs, your foreign hymns

Your midnight cries

So dry your eyes

And turn your head away

Now there’s nothing more to say

Now you’re gone away

I know your trail of tears, your slip of hand

Your monkey paw, your monkey claw

And your monkey hand

I’ve seen your trick of blood, your trap of fire

Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon

And your jailhouse smile

I’ll miss your urchin smile, your orphan tears

Your shining prize, your tiny cries

Your little fears

I’ll miss your fairground hair, your seaside eyes

Your little truth, your vampire tooth

And your tiny lies