letra de the mauritian badminton doubles champion, 1973 - hamish hawk
to write a cathedral, i’ll need a ball-point pen
it’ll sound like ‘common people’ sung by christopher wren
on an upright piano with nice, narrow keys
in a glaswegian chapel or a parisian library
and as i sing i watch you diving
into a swimming pool that shines like a screen
and i call out, ‘isn’t this living?’
and i call out, ‘isn’t this living?’
and you call back, ‘jim, dear, it’s living’
and you call back, ‘jim, dear, it’s living the dream’
i see my family in an ugly cemetery
two of them have been crying, two have shovels at the ready
and i’d been lying if i said i’d foreseen this
i’d prefer to burn my body in varanasi
and as i sing i watch you driving
into a swimming pool that shines like a screen
and i call out, ‘isn’t this living?’
and i call out, ‘isn’t this living?’
and you call back, ‘jim, dear, it’s living’
and you call back, ‘jim, dear, it’s living the dream’
i wanted, i wanted kids getting into good schools
following, breaking all the new rulеs
scoring goals, leading roles
plimsolls, no holes
in a car with nicе curves
a wife with a perfect serve
just like the mauritian badminton doubles champion, 1973
then christopher wren would smile down on me
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