You're looking off away again
at something you can't see
You're ironing your hand again
When you should look at me
I've been here with you before
Left a trail of breadcrumbs back
Lucky for you I know the way
I know the way to fetch you
Whisper softly whisper clear
whisper softly in your ear
When you least expect it


Usually works...

Your listening to that guy again
Who tells you it's too late
That everything you see
Everything including me
Is all error and mistake
How will I light up your eyes?
Get the cookies on the sheet?
How will I get to the park or
Cook a can of soup?
I can fight off hell itself
When the time presents itself


Hey pickle, Ho pickle!

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