| I wish that we could talk about it,
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| But there, that’s the problem.
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| With someone new I couldn’t start it,
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| Too late, for beginnings.
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| The little things that made me nervous,
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| Are gone, in a moment.
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| I miss the way we used to argue,
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| Locked, in your basement.
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| I wake up and the phone is ringing,
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| Surprised, as it’s early.
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| And that should be the perfect warning,
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| That something’s, a problem.
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| To tell the truth I saw it coming,
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| The way, you were breathing.
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| But nothing can prepare you for it,
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| The voice, on the other, end.
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| The worst is all the lovely weather,
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| I’m stunned, it’s not raining.
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| The coffee isn’t even bitter,
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| Because, what’s the difference?
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| There’s all the work that needs to be done,
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| It’s late, for revision.
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| There’s all the time and all the planning,
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| And songs, to be finished.
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| And it keeps coming,
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| And it keeps coming,
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| And it keeps coming,
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| Till the day it stops
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| And it keeps coming,
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| Till the day it stops.
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| I wish that we could talk about it,
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| But there, that’s the problem.
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| With someone new I could have started,
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| Too late, for beginnings.
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| You’re smaller than my wife imagined,
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| Surprised, you were human.
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| There shouldn’t be this ring of silence,
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| But what, are the options?
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| When someone great is gone.
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| We’re safe, for the moment.
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| Saved,
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| For the moment. |