I walked away.
Left him in the gutter with his pamphlet crumpled.
The old me might have tried.
But I was tired...
Your sister didn't come home.
Another loss in a world of plenty.
The strange collector, with her modified receiver.
One more, one more.
Hidden in the grooves, hidden in the bootlegs
Flooded with fakes, complex encryption
Hard echo countdown delivery systems
Storm of numbers flooding my head.
Fatal permutations, sabotage and triple agents
Sirens call the century rain.
You showed me distorted stars.
Paris under ice.
The frozen Seine, the silent vein,
I'm dead in your world.
Pont Neuf and Notre Damme.
Dinner on the Eiffel tower, in your strange world.
But something went wrong with the clouds tonight.
When we forget that we were almost the same.
Then each time it happens, it happens again.
We'll be frozen, frozen beneath the century rain.
We were washed away, in the century rain.
It comes around again, again, over and over,
We never learn.
Again, again, again.
