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The Airborne Toxic Event Lyrics
"April Is The Cruelest Month"

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We imagined ourselves
As cathedral bells
Ringing out through the moribund streets
Like shrill courtesans
Making fanciful plans
That we whispered while drifting to sleep

And I told you I'd stay
In every possible way
Though we both knew that that wasn't true
You said "You would understand
If it was for something so grand

As this mirrored reflection of you"

And New York in October
Was never so sober
As the beatings on the windows in March
Trying so hard in vain
To stay out of the rain
Falling off our cathedral arch

You were Zelda, Isolde,
You were Audrey and Kate
You were Miss Cleopatra in heels
And then anonymously
You were April to me
Throwing rocks just to see how it feels

With those lines in your eyes
And that platinum crown

And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks
You must've look so divine
To some neophyte trying
But you look like a common whore to me

And I liked you the best
When your a plain simple mess
Drinking wine from a big plastic cup
While the radio played
Some soft serenade
And we noticed the sun coming up

And the blue in your eyes
Looked like ice when you cried
You were always so cold when we touched
Happy birthday to you
I sure hope it's untrue
Even though I don't miss you that much
This song is from the album "Songs of God and Whiskey".