(words & music by g. stephens - l. reed) These long lonely evenings Here i...
I wish i had a sylvia plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes...
Sylvia is missing - Dark stars tattooed Across her face... Tiny bruises Black & blue...
Sylvia what will we do here we are were waiting for you who will light...
Sarah sylvia cynthia stout Would not take the garbage out She'd scour the pots and...
Starts so slowly, just a place to stay Somewhere warm...
Standing there before you / defences thrown aside / I...
The blue girls that bake in the sun / Skin...
I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream...
Sitting alone on / a cold bar stool, / your...
Well it happened years ago when you lived on Stanhope...
Now if you can stand I would like to take...
Would you like to hear / about the things I...
Here in the night love takes control. Making me high...
Why don't you close the door and shut the curtains...