Rabbit, rabbit! I woke this morning with forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit running through my head like the stuck line of a song, which I'm not even sure what to do with. On the other hand, I also woke to a small black cat who crawled under the covers beside me and purred himself back to sleep, which feels like a better omen. The air and the light have changed just enough to feel like autumn, even on a drizzling day. Every year I observe it's the ghost-season, but that doesn't seem to stop it being true.
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- 1: And the clock ticks faster every year
- 2: Cars and trips and maps we ripped
- 3: Are there some aces up your sleeve? Have you no idea that you're in deep?
- 4: Put your boots on, do they fit you comfortably?
- 5: Left you breathless in the brine
- 6: God knows what indiscretions I committed
- 7: One to sing and one to haul and one to heave me when I fall
- 8: This is what water, wind and time and toil reveal
- 9: We're the ones who stand here now, but many others will again
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