Have you ever walked into a place
Where it seems perfectly regular
But in your head you know
You're looking for someone in particular
Well I did that tonight
And knew they probably wouldn't be there
And even if they were
I probably wouldn't be prepared
To have a conversation
But if somehow I was
There probably would be others
I'd be inclined to buzz
Into their life like it's a sitcom
Without knocking on the door
And then I'd start to hang my clothes
That used to just stay on the floor
And at this point
Well, almost certainly
I'd be feeling alien
From who I'm supposed to be
The man who walked into a place
People walk into all the time
Who fully knew that he had somebody
Particular in mind
And just like a clock right twice a day
I'd come up with a story
And find my way back out
Without using the word "boring"
And maybe I'd be feeling bad
Like any decent Catholic
I'd try to stanch the wound
Expecting nothing too dramatic
And then the conversation
Takes a surprising turn
My steering might go out
My cheeks would start to burn
Until I'm left to finally see
The error of my ways
I'll make full transformation
In the next couple days
But who's got time
For all that drudgery
And life is long
Imagine I could be
The man who walked into a place
People walk into all the time
Who fully knew that he had somebody
Particular in mind
The man who walked into a place
People walk into all the time
Who fully knew that he had somebody
Particular in mind
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