a solitary life
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sometimes i long for the solitary life
G
parents long gone , no kids , no wife
A G D
sister somewhere in australia never did keep in touch
sxx no more than a how – do – ye – do
G
with a copy of tit – bits in the loo
A G D
socially a bit of a failure , nice not to have to try too much
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D G D
a solitary life , a life of small horizons
Em C G D
dull as the pewter sky over north west eleven
a serious hobby in the garden shed
model trains , or soldiers in lead
join the suburban boffins of britain , experts on trivial things
and holidays in the yorkshire dales
or cycling tours of the north of wales
unenvious of those flea – bitten on continental flings
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excitement comes by subtle means
the satisfaction of routines
small revenges at the office , smug little victories
you work on your pallor , complexion like paste
like the grey defeat on an inmates face
a life spent adding losses and profits , resigning by degrees
chorus
and come to the end , sad and alone
a steady reliable tumour youve grown
from selfish years , while all your peers have stressfully jogged to health
in life you always were quite numb
and foggier now , you soon succumb
in drab st . barts on the new by – pass , death overcomes by stealth
chorus
by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com
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