April - Nick Mulvey

I go to see April

On the bank of the Regent’s Canal

She always lives at the seams

Once in my mind, in my dreams

And she sees everyday more like a cube

Keeps telling me we don’t see the signs that we use

Just look, see the signs that we use

And you’ll see everyday more like a cube

And I go deaf and I go dumb

If I don’t see the winter sun

I’m so glad the blue bells are here

I’m so glad that April has come

Cause she always lives at the seams

Once in my mind, in my dreams

Heaven mourns

Makes a beggar out of me, a beggar of me

Heaven mourns, heavens mourns

Makes a beggar of me, a beggar of me

A beggar of me, a beggar of me

A beggar of me

Heaven mourns, heaven mourns

She makes a beggar of me, a beggar of me

A beggar of me, a beggar of me

A beggar of me, a beggar of me