It Ended On An Oily Stage

Everything you said was true
Everything you did was you
Everything I started with her
Ended on an oily stage where
I wrote elegiac stanzas for you
I hope and pray that they come true

He found God in a parking lot
And you did not
I, I headed for the coastal re
Regions of mind, to see what I'd find

But I do understand
Why they're looking at you
As if you ever really cared

All across the eastern board

Languages were being lost

You look so elegantly bored now
Totally at ease with it all, yeah
Whilst you were drunk, oh, you let it all slip
I hope and pray, that it's okay

He found God in a Wiltshire field
Whilst you did not
I, I headed for the coastal re
Regions of mind to see what I'd find

But I do understand
Why they're looking at you
As if you ever really cared

He found God in a Wiltshire field
And you did not
I, I headed for the coastal re
Regions of mind to see what I'd find