50 Pieces

You've been away for such a long, long time

Gone from the brickyard, gone from the mine

All these unfamiliar places used to find your measured paces

Now it's all arriving, now it's all just fineI thought perhaps we could sit down for tea

Nein, was the cold reply of Frau ecstasySitting on a mossy stump, among all the bottles drunk

Breathe cold against the air

All I smell your ragweed hair, smoked to the bone

Soaked to the bone I'm all alone, poor meI thought perhaps we could sit down to tea

Nein, was the cold response of Frau ecstasy

Songwriters

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