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Sixteen Hours

I've been sixteen hours solid sat at home
Hangin' every minute on the telephone.
Why don't you pick it up?
Go on.

It's only fair to me sort of sign that you worry.
The April Fool's chasing the Mad March Hare
And the Darling Buds are still on the trail of the twenty ninth day.
But they can't catch it up.
Where's it gone?

Oh god we'll have to wait another four years.
In the land where Christiani's been reborn
A new sun rises with each morning that comes around.....

The whole world's a wilderness that's barren and staid.
All that 's living or dead is only in your head.