Imaginary Fights

I heard a song and remembered his bed
Love alive and love dead
I’ll never believe in the thing that you said
Anyway
Love alive and love dead
A matter of time, yes
I knew It would be
Until there was a bad dream
In which you went and forgot about me
And cursed the stars
An cured the sea
But oh, how I hate it when you go
So I’ll walk to the station
I’ll see you leave
I’ll see you leave
Sixes an sevens and dimly lit lights
A lifetime full of sleepless nights
Imaginary glimpses at imaginary fight
You’re better off leaving
Just go in the night