It Was A Pleasure Then

It was a pleasure then

Could you just be here again?

To know what there was to see

When all the Sunday people

Were so quiet in the dark

Afraid to be better

The next day

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It was a pleasure then

When we could sit and stare again

Until the stars fell through the cloudy trees, onto the grass

Stars to smile with us

Until they too had tears in their eyes

You tell us this one tale

Of how much we must not agree

It was a pleasure then

To see the dying days again

In the horror of the nights

Never, never, never, never be too bright

We've got no secret

Hard to hide

Somewhere at last

As long as we could see

The sky confess this crime

Of this bitter tasting hatefulness

Above our shattered minds

It was a pleasure

It was a pleasure

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