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Wednesday (2023 Remaster) - Tori Amos
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 keeping
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 ten
On a wednesday
So we go from year to year with secrets we've
Been keeping
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
