[Verse 1] Nothing here to fear Im just sitting around, being foolish When there is work to be done Just a hangup call And the quiet breathing of our Persian We call Cajun on a Wednesday [PreChorus] So we go from year to year With secrets weve been keeping Though you say youre not a Templar man Seems as if were circling For very different reasons But one day the eagle has to land [Chorus] Out past the fountain, I left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think, Well why not? and stop for a coffee Then begin to recall things that you say [Verse 2] No ones at the door You suggest a ghost, perhaps a phantom I agree with this in part Something is with us I cant put my finger on... is Thumbelina size 10 On a Wednesday? [PreChorus] So we go from year to year With secrets weve been keeping Though you say youre not a Templar man You tell me to cheer up You suspect were oddly even Even, still the eagle has to land [Chorus] Out past the fountain, I left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think, Well why not? and stop for a coffee Then begin to recall things that you say Pluck up the courage and snap, its gone again I start humming When Doves Cry Can someone help me I think that Im lost here Lost in a place called America
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