My Dear Unless chance finds us face to face again This is the last you'll hear from me I spent this sunday, a long afternoon Freezing at my friend's house by the sea We men of science, you know I've returned to my research in magnetic fields It's funny how attractive indifference can be My sence of failure, it's not so important Electricity means so much more to me We men of science, you know It's snowing again, it seems its always snowing I sit down to write, and its so cold Outside my window there's a tree so white I can hardly look at it It's quiet here, I look thru my glass At patterns all so well defined Please send my winter coat soon as you can I find I have no other lines We men of science, you know All the best, all the best for you
