feel it slip away
they said don't worry about it
gentle sleight of hand
until they watch you let go
joyful in the lurch
now they can’t unsay it
penitent descending
not the future bending
feel it fade away
they said don't wonder about it
blue light in the forest
keep my cellar door shut
scornful from the perch
now they can’t unsay it
so much for the omen
it takes one to know one
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