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wednesday

Nothing here to fear, I'm 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 we've been keepin'

Though you say you're not a Templar man

Seems as if we're circling

For very different reasons

But one day the Eagle has to land

Out past the fountain, I left by the station

I start the day in the usual way

Then think, well, why not and stop for a coffee

And begin to recall things that you say

No one's at the door, you suggest a ghost

Perhaps a phantom, I agree with this in part

Something is with us, I can't put my finger on

Is Thumbelina size 10 on a Wednesday

So we go from year to year

With secrets we've been keepin'

Though you say you're not a Templar man

You tell me to cheer up

You suspect we're oddly even

Even still the Eagle has to land

Out past the fountain, I left by the station

I start the day in the usual way

Then think, well, why not and stop for a coffee

And begin to recall things that you say

Pluck up the courage and snap, it's gone again

I start humming, "When Doves Cry"

Can someone help me, I think that I'm lost here

Lost in a place called America

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