Though I know the night has fallen
And the sun's sailed out to sea
I will wait here for the band to play the trumpet voluntary
And with one foot on the seashore
And the other in the sand
I will stand here plaiting daisies
Whilst you play the piano-grand
Caprice, your bugle blew away
The cobwebs from my ears
And for once I stood quite naked
Unashamed, I wept the tears
Which I tried to hide inside myself from me
I mean from you
But the shame I found too painful
And the pain it only grew
Magdalene, my regal zonophone
Magdalene, my regal zonophone
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