17 November 2001 (In memory of Kirsty) ST SWITHINS DAY by Kirsty MacColl (written by Billy Bragg) Thinking back now I suppose you were just stating your views What was it all for For the weather or the battle of Agincourt And the times that we all hoped would last Like a train they have gone by so fast And though we stood together at the edge of the platform We were not moved by them With my own hands As I make love to your memory It's not the same I miss the thunder I miss the rain And the fact that you don't understand Casts a shadow over this land But the sun still shines from behind it Thanks all the same But I just can't bring myself to answer your letters It's not your fault But your honesty touches me like a fire The polaroids that keep us together Will surely fade away Like the love that we spoke of forever On St. Swithins Day