In this minimal, stripped down Pulp song, frontman Jarvis Cocker woefully reminisces over a past relationship with scattered fragments of vivid and painful memories.
The feel of my arm around your waist, the pale blue nightdress that you wore
Your hair in braids, your sailor top: the things I don't see anymore
You lost your suitcase in my hotel room, a subway token from your Ma
The sun reflecting off the water on your face & the way you drove your car
All these things I can't forget tho' I don't see you anymore
Drove to the airport thru' a traffic jam; a deer lay dying in the road
Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign, except I don't believe in them no more
No, no - but I believe these things I can't forget, tho' I don't see you anymore
Yes, I believe these things I can't forget, 'cos I see them - tho' I don't see you anymore
Roadkill was written by Mark Webber & Nick Banks & Steve Mackey & Candida Doyle & Jarvis Cocker.
Roadkill was produced by Peter Walsh & Scott Walker.