Realm of Minor Angels

Your face in the press

The bars and the stars upon your dress

Dress casually

And love eventually

I'm starting to break

Only so much that any one man can take

Take your time, my friend

And love will find you in the end

So no more reproach

In these cards and envelopes

Don't bother crying

I know you're lying

Autumn leaves on the trees

These tiny things mean so much to me

So much I never told you

And now I'll never hold you

And the forecast is sleet

On the street we used to meet

We'd stop and eat

It was so sweet

So glad that I found you

So no more reproach

In these cards and envelopes

Don't bother crying

I know you're lying

No more "See ya later"

No more "It can wait"

And all the time

I was alone

I was

I was alone

Alone