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suitcase in hand lilac continues down the cold pavement in the dead city under a red moon knocks on a door asks for a room climbs hundred steps behind a fat woman black eyes are staring above silver doorchains at the new tenant as the fat woman says you better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows she gives her a strange look when she opens the door you better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows and she leaves her alone there are spiders in the corners of the room she puts down her suitcase the floorboards are creaking she moves her forefinger in the dust of the mirror until she sees her white face she leans out the window a black cat is running on the rooftop towards her showing his claws swishing his tail at the new tenant cats have nine lives or so goes the saying you better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows lilac says to the cat as she waves him away Letras de cancionesyou better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows and she turns and she thinks and she damns her mother and her father who had never cared about her and her sister and her brother who had always thought her ugly and her playmates who had taken all her lollies and her chocolates and her idiotic lovers who had no idea of fucking and the stupid teachers in the rotten suburb school she went to who had killed whatever talent she possessed in next to no time and the guy in sunday school who said she‘d go to heaven after all she pushes a chair towards the window steps on the seat then onto the sill and spreads her long arms she doesn’t notice the man opposite her in the brightly lit room who opens his mouth in gaping surprise at the delicate bird trying to fly towards the sky and then she shuts her eyes and falls she falls past the watching eyes her hair above her like a flame until she hits the ground until she hits the ground you better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows the man hollers out but it’s a little to late you better keep away from open windows you better keep away from open windows he repeats like a madman until his woman shuts him up lilac the lovely lies on the pavement red her around her like the soft halo around the moon From Letras Mania