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a mistake is a happy chance to alter plans to be
with all the work it comes in nice to stumble across a remedy
a footprint on the kitchen floor to remind me someone’s home
I’ll stare at it for half an hour, I sure like remembering

the humming from the telephone will keep me in the know
that someone’s head is trying to make connections with my own
I play the game and let it ring, eager is weakness I hear
I wait for you on the other end but all I get is tone

a parachute is only there to keep you from experiencing
exactly how it feels to finish what it is you’re beginning
so as you come to watch the world falling above it so slow
know that with your reservation you’ve ruined the evening

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