The Letter Home

Lyrics

c/o St. Ignatus House, Willoughby Drive,

Parrametta, New South Wales

This fifth day of July, in the year of Our Lord

Nineteen hundred and thirty five

Why must I always apologize every time that I sit down to write?

Through my own fault, I may find you're no longer living at this address

Please excuse the lack of news, the feeling of strange privilege

For the hour of trial, in these times of distress

Mean more than years imprisoned by etiquette

I can remember when we were children

Though I could never imagine this day

Your brother told me we'd live forever

"I'll go one better," I heard myself say

And it seems so strange, now that he's gone

To recall all these games

Though the years have divided us

Friendships have strained and broken

Oh, by the way, how's that girl that you wed?

I hated you then, but I'm over the worst of it

I can't come home, I might as well say

Life is short, I shall not write again

Credits

• Words by: D.P.A. MacManus and Paul Cassidy
  Music by: Ian Belton and D.P.A. MacManus
• Produced by: Kevin Killen, Elvis Costello and The Brodsky Quartet
• Musicians:

Elvis Costello - Voice

The Brodsky Quartet:

Michael Thomas - Violin

Ian Belton - Violin

Paul Cassidy - Viola

Jacqueline Thomas - Violoncello

Discography

Albums:

• The Juliet Letters, 1993
• The Juliet Letters (Deluxe Edition), Rhino, 2006
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