Messages

It worries me, this kind of thing

How you hope to live alone

And occupy your waking hours

We're taking sides again

I just wept, I couldn't understand

Why you started this againEveryday you send me more

What makes you worse is this plan of yours

To ensure I don't forget

I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all

But you never send me your address

And I've kept them anywaySo don't ask me if I think it's true

That communication can bring hope to those

Who have gone their separate ways

It hardly touched me when it should have then

And memories are uncertain friends

When recalled by messagesCoded messages, poison letters

Letters, coded messages, poison letters