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The building settles with a sigh
The traffic stops without a cry
The corners of the room are shy
The quiet barges in to pry
I taste the words I didn't say
They crawl like ants across the day
I straighten up the morning's mess
But still my brain is playing chess
The window blinds hang still and grey
The dusty fan spins on its way
A thousand bees inside my chest
Hum a fever that won't rest
The window blinds hang still and grey
The dusty fan spins on its way
The quiet speaks in a million ways
And I am left in a baffled daze
I taste the words I didn't say
They crawl like ants across the day
I straighten up the morning's mess
But still my brain is playing chess
The window blinds hang still and grey
The dusty fan spins on its way
A thousand bees inside my chest
Hum a fever that won't rest
The window blinds hang still and grey
The dusty fan spins on its way
The quiet speaks in a million ways
And I am left in a baffled daze
