The Seldom Seen Kid

The roses are heavy

With rain and for ages

Veil after veil

And the pictures are whispering

The ones we belong to

Caught and forever

Startled and proud

Or laughing together

And, babe, if you'd met him

I picture you'd sit

Blasting my wisdom

With two-barrelled wit

Then he'd steal you for dancing

And you'd lend him your arms

And I'd stooge for your laughing

And you'd twirl in a chaos of charm

The roses are heavy

With rain and for ages

Veil after veil

And the pictures are whispering

He'd steal you for dancing

And you'd lend him your arms

And I'd stooge for your laughing

And you'd twirl in a chaos of charm