when i was 13 i had a sister for 6 months she arrived one february morning pale and shellshocked from past lives i could not imagine she was three years older than me but in no time we became friends we d listen to her mix tapes dead can dance felt this mortal coil she introduced me to her favourite books gave me clothes and my first cigarette sometimes we would head down to blackbirds moor to watch the barges on grand union in the twilight she said the water has no memory for a few months everything about our lives was perfect it was only us we were inseparable but gradually she passed into another distant part of my memory until i could no longer remember her face her voice even her name we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got we have got the perfect life we have got we have got we have got the perfect life4