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Date: Thu, 19 Dec 1996 09:56:21 GMT From: SMITH PETER A <P.A.Smith@greenwich.ac.uk> Subject: SKUNK ANANSIE : weak as I am SKUNK ANANSIE : Weak as I am
ELost in timDe I can^'t count tChe words C EI said whenD I thought they weCnt unheard C EAll of thosDe hash thoughts soC unkind C ECos I wanteDd you C C
And now I sit here all alone So here sits a fucking mess, tears fly home A circle of angles, deep in war Cos I wanted you Weak as I am, No tears for you Weak as I am, No tears for you Deep as I am, I^'m no ones fool Weak as I am So what am I now I^'m loves last home I^'m all of the soft words I once owned If I opened my heart, there^'d be no space for air Cos I wanted you Weak as I am, No tears for you Weak as I am, No tears for you Deep as I am, I^'m no ones fool Weak as I am
GIn Athis tainted soul CIn this weak young heart DAm I too much for you
In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you
EWeak as I am C D Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am Am AmWeak as I am Am I too much for you Weak as I am Am I too much for you Weak as I am Am I too much for you Weak as I am
P.A.Smith@greenwich.ac.uk