Emily Dickinson

Lyrics
She was no longer a user Don't think she realised we knew that Not one to make a fuss Why this and not something else Wasn't it obvious? She made such a hash of it You can't help but notice And an absence of tenderness And who wants to live like that And friends turn their backs on her She - no longer a user And she wanted to stay home With a box full of postcards And no place to send them Live like Emily Dickinson Without so much as a kiss Or the comfort of strangers Withdrawing into herself But why this And not something else
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Credits
- Writers
- John Tilbury
- Evan Parker
- Fennesz
- David Sylvian