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Pillar Box Red - The The

I paint my lips pillarbox red

It reminds me of the country

Where I was born and bred

Roots lie deeper than bones

So back in time I go

Through the tobacco smoke veil

On the perfumed trail

Where only childhood knows

I lift my face

To feel the rain

Everything's changed

Though it seems the same

The shallow hugs

The muted rage

The weeping skies

The shadowless days

I love and I hate this place