the last shadow puppets
separate and ever deadly
When we walked the streets together All the faces seemed to smile back And now the pavements Have nothing to offer And all the faces seem to need a slap  There's an unfamiliar grip On an unfamiliar handkerchief Attending to the tears on cheeks I wouldn't notice With you no matter how vicious the grief Her expression was damp and crooked Grabs onto my throat and won't let go  Won't let go Won't let go Won't let go  Save me from The secateurs I'll pretend I didn't hear Can't you see I'm the ghost in the wrong coat Biting butter and crumbs  There's a handsome maverick You don't talk about to keep me calm And I can't help But try create a diversion Pulls you back onto his arm  Please don't tell me You don't have to darling I can sense That he painted you a gushing sunset And slayed Their angry panthers in your defense He stands separate and ever deadly Clings onto my throat and won't let go  Won't let go Won't let go Won't let go  Save me from The secateurs I'll pretend I didn't hear Can't you see I'm a ghost In the wrong coat Biting butter and crumbs