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Some Conversation
I'm changing this and that and things
I'm done with everyone
I’ll slip into the sea and turn my back on sand
And diamonds that may be, or not, I'll play the final hand.
To check it all and throw it all away
But I would always wait for you.
I'll pass my time in sleep
With dreams that make me weep
And all I want's an explanation.
The little time I need
The time you won't concede
And we require some conversation.
I'm checking down this list of things that stay undone
And running hard when called upon - I'm done with everyone.
I’ll step into the air, my face against the ground
And foot prints that may lead or not or never let me down.
To check it all and throw it all away
But I would always wait for you.
I'll pass my time in sleep
With dreams that make me weep
And all I want's an explanation.
The little time I need
The time you won't concede
And we require some conversation.
The final demand that colours your smile
All hidden from view – that burns me,
Freeze me, deceive me and you.