Magdalene (my regal zonophone)

(Brooker / Reid) Though I know the night has fallen and the sun's sailed out to sea I will wait here for the band to play the trumpet voluntary And with one foot on the seashore and the other in the sand I will stand here plaiting daisies whilst you play the piano-grand Caprice, your bugle blew away the cobwebs from my ears and for once I stood quite naked. Unashamed, I wept the tears which I tried to hide inside myself from me, I mean from you but the shame I found too painful and the pain it only grew Magdalene, my Regal Zonophone