Matching Mole
1972

Matching Mole

   
 

O CAROLINE
Robert Wyatt / David Sinclair

David's on piano, and I may play on a drum
And we'll try to make the music work, we'll try to have some
fun
But I just can't help thinking that if you were here with me
I'd get all my thoughts in focus and play more excitingly

I love you still, Caroline
I want you still, Caroline
I need you still, Caroline

If you call this sentimental crap you'll make me mad
'Cause you know that I would not sing about some passing fad
And if my attempts at rhyming aren't convincing to your ear
Then memories betray you through the passing of the year

I love you still, Caroline
I want you still, Caroline
I need you still, Caroline

You must think it doubtful that I mean the words I sing
Or that all attempts to reach you this way could not mean a thing
But you must admit we both thought we'd be man and wife
And that I could make you happy for the best part of your life

I love you still, Caroline
I love you still, Caroline



SIGNED CURTAIN
Robert Wyatt

This is the first verse
This is the first verse, verse
This is the first, first...
And this is the chorus
Or perhaps it's the bridge
Or just another part
Of the song
That I'm singing

And this is the second verse
It could be the last verse
And this is the second verse
Second verse, second verse
It could be the last verse
Last verse
And it's probably
The last one
And this is the chorus
Or perhaps it's the bridge
Or just another key change
Never mind
It doesn't hurt
It only means
That I have lost faith in this song

'Cause it won't help me
Reach you...

Illustration : Robert Wyatt (autoportrait)
 




 
       

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