Lyrics
we got home they’d turned the water off
it was normal to us then
you lay down in the empty bath
to feel the porcelain against your skin
I wrapped a towel around a tray of ice
and let it melt against my neck
we stayed up late for the midnight mass
and when we heard the bells ring out we held our breath
was it wasteful was it whimsical
what was normal to us then
I wallowed in the metaphysical
you lost your faith in other men
was it selfish was it indolent
the way we used to pass the time
you fell in love with the neighbour’s dog
it broke your heart when in the dark you heard her crying
what was normal to us then normal to us then
the mannequin with expressive hands
reads your horoscope to you
behold the future on a swivel stand
is it boastful is it true
and when the revelation came to you
was it the biscuit on the tin
and do the words that you’ve chosen do
nothing more than what they’re supposed to do
Written by: Oliver Mestitz
