A Mysterious Disappearance - Grasscut
When you were alone in the hotel
Who were you
The frost on the grass has melted
Dark Shadows over the wall
Not like it says in the papers
Not like you told them too
Safe in the comfort of frailty
She sits in the station hall
Headlines of her disappearance
She walks with her eyes to the floor
And as the train
It puffs some spits
She writes her name
On everybodys lips
12 hours later they found it
Windscreen smashed by the road
No indication of motif
No message not even a note
And at the opposit end of the country
She sits on a hotel bed
Staring at the face in the mirror
Is it hers or anothers instead
Tea time swing band plays in the lounge
Aspidistras waiters and frowns
A private table sit on your own
A man on the corner talks
And phones the cops
They stare and slip
She writes her name
On everybodys lips
Along with the view of the garden
A gate with a path to the sea
The last of the ripple of laughter
As the band leaves after the sea
Police running over the grassland
Foot falls loud in the hall
Boots hard on the stair carpet
Cloud shadows over the wall
And as the tap
It drips and drips
She writes her name
On everybodys lips
And from the cups
They stare and sip
She writes her name
On everybodys lips
And as the train
It puffs and spits
She writes her name
On everybodys lips
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