[00:00.00]This year, no one will ask how you voted
[00:04.04]Or of you know the way to town
[00:06.54]No one will call you as an eyewitness
[00:09.31]Or teach you how to train a bird of prey
[00:12.94]No one will bring you your new Scientist
[00:16.23]Try to sell you double glazing
[00:18.83]Or tell you the secrets
[00:20.63]People will write to you
[00:22.32]But you won't answer their letters
[00:24.64]The high sheriff of mistletoe will never catch your eye again
[00:29.50]No one will peel apples for you
[00:31.94]Or love you more than you can bear
[00:35.63]No one will forget you
[00:38.44]
[00:41.39]I wept in Tesco, Sainsburys and in Boots
[00:47.37]Where they give me medicine for grief
[00:50.83]But I wept in Asda, in Woolworths, and in the library
[00:54.73]Where they give me books on grief
[00:58.19]I wept in Clarks
[01:00.43]Looking in vain for shoes that would stop me weeping
[01:04.41]I wept on The Peace March
[01:06.95]And all through the war
[01:08.88]I wept in Superdrug
[01:09.86]Where they give me free box of tissues
[01:14.02]I wept in the churches
[01:16.28]The empty empty churches
[01:19.51]And in the House of Commence
[01:21.95]They voted me out of office
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[01:26.20]I've lived with your death for a year
[01:29.27]That despot death
[01:30.82]That realist, stunned
[01:34.62]As if I've just given birth to a foal
[01:38.09]Or made an enemy of the rain
[01:40.94]All at once you have more important things to live
[01:47.30]Death is the feather in your cap
[01:49.89]The source of your fame
[01:51.62]My darkest lesson
[01:54.61]This dropout year closes
[01:58.29]I begin my second year without you
[02:01.55]Just me and the paper-thin world
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