The Taxidermist Songtext
von Victoria Girling-Butcher

For such a long time, I thought you were here
In my house, in the one that we shared
I thought you had slept by me every night
And the clothes that I kept in the cupboard were right
Oh, but I soon realised that you′d disappeared
I'd lost you to a mood that could not be repaired

So I went out
To find
To find

The first man I found played Spanish guitar
He had an aloof way of staring me down
He lived out on the coast, his words shook when he spoke
I told him I′d be back, but his hair would have to grow


So I went out
Yes, I went out
And I went out
Yes, I went out
Yes, I went out
To find
So I went out
To find
To find

And the next man I met was a taxidermist
Hung a collection of beasts in their moment of death
He liked to hunt and he liked to smoke
I quickly left, I took my coat

And I went out
Yes, I went out
Yes, I went out
And I went out
And I went out
To find
And I went out
To find
And I went out
To find
To find