Sasha Dagdale - Apart from love

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Apart from love there is a long corridor
Lit by bulbs on a wire and echoing
Stretching miles between the wings.

Women in heels, men in cardigans
With papers, files and forms to sign
Clattering back and forth between the

Wings. Apart from love there is
A sign, several signs in fact
Around the doors and so they knock

And move inside and out, holding
Bills and cheques and forms to sign
Apart from love there is a voice

Saying where are you, what do you
Want, what is your heart's desire?
Between the wings and lit by bulbs

There is a long corridor and it is
Apart from love and still the men
And women are a part of it with

Bills and forms and files to sign
And saying to each other what
Is your heart? What is your hope?

And where do you think you are?
You are apart from love. Picking
Up the phone between the wings

Shouting for the men in cardigans
The women in heels and moving
Inside and out, picking up

Up the phone saying where you are
And what do you want in the long
Long corridor that is apart from

Love. Apart from love. There is a
A long corridor between the wings
Where is your heart's desire.