Canonbury station or Inventory part I

In Canonbury station
we once rented a flat
to David, David from Essex.

You told me you had had enough,
of looking around
the price was above our budget
but you had told me you had had enough,
of looking around

So we rented a flat to David,
David from Essex
in Canonbury station.

You once threw a pot at me, in Canonbury station
I once threw a chair at you, in Canonbury station
We then cried
and you held me
you held me like you hold a paper bag full of groceries,
like in 90s American TV shows we used to watch
while we were on other sides of the world

You showed me your favourite teenager songs
I showed you mine
we listened to them,
alternating one with the other
I showed you Italian Eurodance songs,
you played noisy stomping happy hardcore tracks
We found each other so exotic,
in Canonbury station

My heart pondered
recurring themes
unbearable subjects,
in Canonbury station
My heart got bored
of you throwing a pot at me
of me throwing a chair at you
in Canonbury
station

You said you would learn Spanish
only after you finish your film
but you never finished your film

I said I would write a script
I never did

In Canonbury station, we talked,
for hours,
we hoped,
for months
we tried,
for years
and
we failed

I felt lonely in Canonbury station
you grew old

I walk pass Canonbury station these days,
every morning and every evening
There’s no flat, no fights
no love
in Canonbury station anymore

But there’s loneliness
everywhere.

I once knew you, in Canonbury station,
now I don’t know you anymore.