Mad Shelley's Letterbox - Robyn Hitchcock

Time

Is written on your face

And the cold white arms of memory embrace you

Love

Is all we lay to waste

Now it’s only lips of loneliness that taste you

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

Me I never left the room

The lightbulb that shone down on me was gloomy

I could read you by the moon

The way you looked at me I thought you knew me

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

(Special delivery from mad Shelley)

What

Could anybody say

Except in hindsight this was bound to happen

When two souls collide this way

There’s no compartment they can find a map in

I don’t know what your mind is thinking your mind’s not in your heart

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god you were beautiful

Oh god

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards

Ahhhh

Ahhhh

Ahhhh