If I open my window, the city it leaks in
and i taste the life of my father so young
now getting older theres a weight upon his shoulders
he's thinking like i thought when i was twenty one
theres been talk of flying off and ill miss him if he gets the job
but i cannot be so selfish to deny him the right
to wake up where he wants to on an Alicante avenue
to feel so content and to live in delight
to live in delight
now it is autumn and I'm David Sedaris
and darling you are the skin that i so long to touch
the taxidermist knew it and i couldnt refuse it
i avoided his eyes but fell so deeply into love
and Deirdre, all our friends are breaking up
they're tired and giving into lust
they're feeling about as mobile as a wall of cement
but in a month they'll sober up,
fall into bed remake old love
they'll get back together and start new arguments
they'll start new arguments
lit by the moonlight bringing my lips to your side
i rejoice at the thought of your scent in my sheets but
that is for the morning, the sunshine the yawning
because darling now there is pleasure and a taste thats so sweet
a taste thats so sweet
but then i've awoken, setting myself in motion
I turn to you but you have disappeared
i realised it was fiction, my mind's jurisdiction
darling i hate your absence and i could not be more sincere
i could not be more sincere