You keep picking the scabs round the edges
Till it bleeds Crimson red and cracks concrete grey
Cracks concrete grey
She ignores the vagaries
Of fashion which can't of escaped
Even your attention, your attention
Unravelling the seams that
Helped you pull the strings
That shifted contours in
Between the lines of longitude and latitude
There you strayed from the original
Coordinates to in chartered maps
Sung out of tune in solitude
The vagaries she ignores the
Vagaries of fashion
She ignores the vagaries of fashion