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Tori Amos - Wednesday
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Nothing here to fear Im just sitting around Being foolish when There is work to be done Just a hang-up call And the quiet breathing Of our persian we call Cajun on a wednesday So we go from year to year With secrets weve been keeping Though you say youre not a templar man Seems as if were circling For very different reasons But one day the eagle has to land Out past the fountain A left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think -- well why not -- And stop for a coffee Then begin to recall Things that you say No ones at the door You suggest a ghost Perhaps a phantom I agree with this in part Something is with us I cant put my finger on -- Is thumbelina size 10 On a wednesday -- So we go from year to year With secrets weve been keeping Though you say youre not a templar man You tell me to cheer up You suspect were oddly even Even still the eagle has to land Out past the fountain A left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think -- well why not -- And stop for a coffee Then begin to recall Things that you say Pluck up the courage And snap Its gone again I start humming when doves cry Can someone help me I think that Im lost here Lost in a place called america
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