Farewell Wanderlust

'Farewell Wanderlust' is the fifth track on The Amazing Devil's second album, The Horror and the Wild.

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You look like I need a drink he winked as he slipped from my grasp to the bar And you are? He said ‘me? Me. Little me? Little me He called /he called from the brink of the day He said hey darling hey /hey darling hey I’m the hardest goodbye that you’ll ever have to say

You don’t know it yet, but I’m the cupid of things That you just didn’t get, that you struggled to say I’m the saint of the paint that was left in the pot I’m your angel ellipsis, your devil of dots

Every time that you fumble, I’m the laugh from the back When you think about him, my wings start to flap When you make a mistake, my feet lift from the floor And when you lie there awake every night love, I soar

I promise you I’ll be better I promise you I’ll try But like rubbing wine stains into rugs it’s my curse To try and make it right, but by trying make it worse

I’m the heartbreak that aches far too much to be shown All those letters unsent and that garden ungrown I’m the captain of courage you’ve eternally lacked I’m the Jesus of wishing to Christ he’ll come back

Farewell Wanderlust, you’ve been oh oh so kind You brought me to this party but you left me here behind And so long to the person you begged me to be She’s down. She’s dead Instead what is left but this old satin dress and the mess that you left when you told me I wasn’t right in the head

You alright? ask the boys from beyond You gave us such a fright We’d hate to see your mascara drip into your pint Might you allow me to slip into something more comfortable then? Be our guest. With hoik of her bra, she waved to the bar and she slipped into the night

Come devil come, she sang, call out my name Let’s take this outside cos we’re one and the same Our god has abandoned us, left us, instead Take up arms, take my hand, let us waltz for the dead

I’m the face that stares back when the screen goes to black When your mum says ‘you look healthy’ but you know she means you got fat I’m the tales that the guests will applaud and believe I’m the child that you just didn’t have time to conceive

I promise you I’m not broken I promise you there’s more More to come, more to reach for, more to hurl at the door

Goodbye to all my darkness, there’s nothing here but light Adieu to all the faceless things that sleep with me at night This here isn’t make up, it’s a porcelain tomb This here is not singing, I’m just screaming in tune because

Farewell Wanderlust, you’ve been oh oh so kind You brought me through this darkness but you left me here behind And so long to the person you begged me to be

He’s down. He’s dead. Now take a long look at what you’ve done to me?

S/He’s down, S/He’s dead S/He’s gone, S/He’s lost S/He’s flown, S/he’s fled Now take a good long look at what you've done to me