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He sees her shining down the streets like a new morning
And smiles “hello there” for the second time today
There are days he does not see her
And those are days that go to waste
It’s not that he’s in love, he’s just a man of rituals
So he keeps track of the rising price of august
As he chews the words he’s never going to say
‘cause he’d make them sound as hollow as a revoked holiday
He’s been trying not to see her so he can see her again
So long, sometimes
Bygone, goodbyes
Are meant in silence
‘though he’s gotten used to seeing her
Every morning, every day
He’s been trying not to see her so she can see him again
He’s been dying not to see her, dying to see her again
He’s been trying not to see her so he can see her again
