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Lyrics and Music: A. Phillips

the frost on the grass has melted

cloud shadows over the wall

not like it says in the papers

not like he told them at all

safe in the comfort of frailty

she sits in a station hall

headlines of her disappearance

she walks with her eyes to the floor

 

and as the train

it puffs and spits

she writes her name

on everybody's lips

 

12 hours later they find it

windscreen smashed by the road

no indication of motive

no message, not even a note

and at the opposite end of the country

she sits on a hotel bed

staring at a face in the mirror

is it hers or another's instead?

 

and from the cups 

they stare and sip

she writes her name

on everybody's lips

 

a room with a view of the garden

a gate with a path to the sea

the last of the ripples of laughter

as the band leaves after the tea

police running over the grassland

footfalls loud in the hall

boots hard on the stair carpet

cloud shadows over the wall

 

and as the tap 

it drips and drips

she writes her name

on everybody's lips

 

 

and from the cups 

they stare and sip

she writes her name

on everybody's lips

 

and as the train

it puffs and spits

she writes her name

on everybody's lips

A Mysterious Disappearance

Taken from the 2012 album, Unearth

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