The Airborne Toxic Event - April is the cruelest month

^CWe imagined ourselves as cat^Ghedral bells Ringing ^Cout through the moribund s^Gtreets Like s^Chrill courtesans, making fan^Gciful plans That we w^Amhispered while drifting to ^Emsleep And I t^Cold you I’d stay in every ^Gpossible way Though we ^Cboth knew that that wasn’t^G true You said y^Cou’d would understand If it was for s^Gomething so grand As this m^Amirrored reflection of ^Emyou And New ^CYork in October was n^Gever so sober As the b^Ceating on the windows in M^Garch Trying s^Co hard in vain to stay o^Gut of the rain Falling ^Amoff our cathedral a^Emrch

You were Z^Celda, Isolde, and you we^Gre Audrey and Kate You were ^CMiss Cleopatra in ^Gheels Then an^Conymously, you were A^Gpril to me Throwing r^Amocks just to see how it f^Emeels But those l^Cines in your eyes and that pl^Gatinum crown And that g^Caudy red rouge on your ch^Geeks You must’ve^C looked so divine to some^G neophyte trying But you lo^Amoked like a common whore to ^Emme But I l^Ciked you the best when you were a p^Glain simple mess Drinking w^Cine from a pink plastic ^Gcup While the ^Cradio played some s^Goft serenade And we n^Amoticed the sun coming ^Emup And the b^Clue in your eyes looked like i^Gce when you cried You were ^Calways so cold when we t^Gouched Happy b^Cirthday to you, I sure ^Ghope it’s untrue Even ^Amthough I don’t miss you tha^Emt much