Tennis
Meter and Line
[Verse 1]
Some things just slip from my mind
Sweet memories leave me blind
Just like a love song meant for the dead
How should the rite be read

[Pre-Chorus]
I remember the warm embrace
I remember the way you taste in my mouth
Speak to me in three quarter time
Oh my love is a slave to meter and line

[Chorus]
Oh glorious, oh glorious, oh glorious

[Verse 2]
Hope of my heart a'trembling
Like a winter flowers cold springing
I see her lying there unchanged
Drifting along the astral plane

[Bridge]
Even as she was growing thin
You could still find her looking into my mind
Heavy voice with a velvet look
There's a stillness in place of breath that she took
[Outro]
Closer to me than my anatomy
Some things just slip from my mind
Closer to me than my anatomy
Some things just slip from my mind