Tripped on your Rolodex
Brought up a cloud of dust
I had to take an antihistamine
Before I could move on
And assess the damage done
The fallout to contain
The nondescript manuscript
On which you wrote 'In case of loss'
In case of loss
It said 'Return to this address'
Well, here we are
Except you don't live here anymore
And I guess I'm leaving
I guess I'm getting around to leaving
And then again, remember when I asked
For just a little quiet please
Writer(s): Lloyd Cole
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