Robyn Hitch***** - You And Oblivion Lyrics
All of the colors ran outRound mid-November-oWe was a-scuttle aboutDo you remember-oYou left your radio onWith berries all over itWhen all the music was goneYou were in mauve a bitSomething about youYou and oblivionSomething about youYou and oblivionYou held on tight to the railsI held the other oneSeeking your personal grailJust like your mother's oneGliding past hedges and clocksOff to infinityI can remember your locksAnd your virginitySomething about youYou and oblivionSomething about youYou and oblivionSitting alone by the tombsUnder the obeliskMixing up powders with broomsYou shoulda got a whiskThis is the month of the deadLeaves on your Ouija boardCarry them round in your headThey've got free room and board, yeahRight when the death train got your maRight when the death train got my paLet's slip your hand on the platformSaid I must be going, yeah"See you.""See you."All of the colors ran out'Round mid-November-oWe was a-scuttle aboutDo your remember-oSomething about youYou and oblivionSomething about youYou and oblivionYou and oblivionYou and oblivion
