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 "It's  beautiful here," she says,
 "This  now and this moment, now."
 And I never thought I would find her 
 Flannel and satin, my  walls transformed.
 But she's looking at  straight to center,
 No room at all for any other 
 
 And  know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want this.
 There's a reason not to want this but I 
 
 In the  she sleeps on my shoulder,
  falling forward, mouth all askew.
 Fluorescent announcements  their wings overhead:
 "Passengers missing, we're looking  you."
 And she dreams  the noise, her weight against me,
 Face pressed into  corduroy grooves.
 
 Maybe  means nothing, maybe it means nothing,
 Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to 
 
 And  words: they're everything and nothing.
 I want to search for her  the offhand remarks.
 Who are you, taking coffee, no 
 Who  you, echoing street signs?
 Who are you, the stranger in  shell of a lover,
 Dark curtains drawn by the  of time?
 
 Oh, words, like rain, how sweet  sound.
  anyway," she says, "I'll see you around..."