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  1. Afterword

Lyrics

Sorry darlin’
Live in a cupboard
Baby is crying
There’s no room for her

With hands folded up in the air
A rainbow colored key
Imaginary sympathetic ear
There’s no time to think

Make a run for it

Waters on the ground
Not much can be done
The hound or the hare
Is anyone there

Will it all be sorted out

Feel a bit confused today
Do you ever get that way
You feel a bit confused today
Do you ever get that way

It’s all been sorted
In the afterword

Baby’s crying
No one’s listening
No time think
In the afterword

Someone’s singing
Twisted laments
No time to think
In the afterword

Baby’s crying
Twisted laments
No time to think
In the afterword

Someone’s singing
No one’s listening
No time to think
In the afterword