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I'm pouring milk, I stop mid-air
The pitcher shakes while I just stare
The phrase becomes a secret door
It opens to the times before
They spoke the words we used to share
Like a sudden presence in the air
A passing phrase, a warm surprise
And now I see your gentle eyes
I hear it in a friend's"hello"
A little note I used to know
A different tone, a different face
It settles softly into place
I'm pouring milk, I stop mid-air
The pitcher shakes while I just stare
It's not the words, it's how they fall
I hear a familiar call
I'm pouring milk, I stop mid-air
The pitcher shakes while I just stare
The phrase becomes a secret door
It opens to the times before
I hear it in a friend's"hello"
A little note I used to know
A different tone, a different face
It settles softly into place
I'm pouring milk, I stop mid-air
The pitcher shakes while I just stare
It's not the words, it's how they fall
I hear a familiar call
I'm pouring milk, I stop mid-air
The pitcher shakes while I just stare
The phrase becomes a secret door
It opens to the times before
