when silvia dies
Sat on the grave of my old band,
a bunch of daisies in my hand,
I brush the marble and I give her a shy smile and a song.
She stands severe, she stands alone,
she just texted Star Sign on her phone,
she looks at me as I write: Done.
And if a double-decker bus
fatally crashes into us,
if Silvia died, the world itself
would close its eyes.
Did Summer Dress cry at the funeral,
did Epic Deeva feel unwell,
did Motorcity get a tattoo with her name and a heart?
When Silvia Dies went to a club to see that punk-rock band and drink;
she screwed that handsome waiter…
Who'll I sing to when Silvia dies,
when Silvia dies…
If Silvia died, the world itself
would rest its eyes.
I am lost without your love.
We are lost without your love

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