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1. A reason not to stay Apricots to jam and skin too dark to tan And a band that seemed to wind Whenever she declined And said “nothing more, nothing more”. It was the first time that I made up A reason not to stay And the curtains that we tore Were maybe from the First World War. Some days unravel, some days I find There’s reason only about half the time It would be na?ve to guarantee. I can see appeal in a dressing table She took from Manly to the bay And sat there with a grey Labrador When there was nothing more. It was the first time that I made up A reason not to stay And the curtains that we tore Were maybe from the First World War. Some days unravel, some days I find There’s reason only about half the time It would be na?ve to guarantee.