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Quit my job two months ago
Changed the locks turned off the phone
Sold the car for a second-hand typewriter
Chapter one went easily
I thought it over the past year
It even has a foot note quoting Churchill
Send my love to someone who won’t waste it
And if you find her tell her I couldn’t make it back then
I think of moving underground
Where I cannot be found
And make observations from there
Everyday I write them down
‘Till one day I’m found
It’s called “The Strain We’re Under”
You’ll have no way of knowing ‘till then
You look tall from where I am
Even small ones increase length
Elevators reach onto your houses
Send my love to someone who won’t waste it
And if you find her tell her I couldn’t make it back then
Quit my job two months ago
Changed the locks turned off the phone
Sold the car for a second-hand typewriter
Chapter one went easily
I thought it over the past year
It even has a foot note quoting Churchill
Send my love to someone who won’t waste it
And if you find her tell her I couldn’t make it back then
I think of moving underground
Where I cannot be found
And make observations from there
Everyday I write them down
‘Till one day I’m found
It’s called “The Strain We’re Under”
You’ll have no way of knowing ‘till then
You look tall from where I am
Even small ones increase length
Elevators reach onto your houses
Send my love to someone who won’t waste it
And if you find her tell her I couldn’t make it back then
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