Titanic Days

by

J D Cully

It started in the Spice of Life when I finally found the place
She greeted me like a sister with a song upon her face
The Asti flowed there as we sat with the Queens of the High Teas
She showed off her ringless hands and I sent her silent sympathies

N-n-n-n-nineteen, nineteen

A year later she descanted on her single state again
It brings me down to think how I never had the nerve to tell her then
Still we were all full of love and thanks for the Wise Old Woman of Twickers
And I wonder whether she knew my wish to get into her affections

N-n-n-n-nineteen, nineteen

She took up with our absentee music maestro by and by
Friends convinced me there was still a chance and kept my spirits high
I can’t be sure if my Valentine was a howling great mistake
All that I know is she’s blocked me and it’s just too hard to take

N-n-n-n-nineteen, nineteen

Some cover version blasts out and tells me that it’s time for waking
But the number on the calendar leaves my poor heart doubly breaking
The words of eternal optimists are empty to the core
And out there I feel sad not to see her no more

N-n-n-n-nineteen, nineteen

It’ll be lonely this October when we pass that way again
’Cause I’ll say hello with a chill in my heart and she’ll look straight through me then
And she’ll be always on my mind when we sing the Fairytale
In the middle of the party I’ll think only of a love that was doomed to fail

N-n-n-n-nineteen, nineteen

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