Bonnet Of Pins

It takes a lot to really disappear

Always leave traces in the leaves

Never thought I'd see her here

Never thought I'd see her again

She sidewinders through the room to me

With a real cigarette and a Styrofoam coffee

She's still wearing her father's feather jacket

She holds out her hands and I stand to receive her

Trying to remember the last time I'd seen her

Somehow she looks younger now

She finishes off my drink and

Puts on her bonnet of pins and

Says I

Thought I'd find you much quicker than this

You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you

I do

We'd better go before your boyfriends cry

She says she takes photos of tractor bones

And sells 'em to model luxury homes

The closest thing she's ever found to love

Is the kind you can't get rid of fast enough

She finishes off my drink and

Puts on her bonnet of pins and

Says I

Thought I'd find you much quicker than this

You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you

I do

We'd better go before your boyfriends cry

Take the stairs to the bottom where the lights are out

And I'll be there with a lighter and a Nabokov cocktail

Forget the questionnaires and the oral histories

I don't care how many times you almost said you missed me

It's a cup trick shell, it's a puff of smoke

And it gets me every time, it's a pretty good joke

I know that you miss me, I know that you miss me

This stuff takes a lifetime

She finishes off my drink and

Puts on her bonnet of pins and

Says I

Thought I'd find you much quicker than this

You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you

I do

I thought I'd find you much quicker than this

You must've thought I didn't exist, poor you

I do

We'd better go before your boyfriends cry