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Turn, turn, turn goes the record on the turntable
And I watch with weary eyes its constant motion
The record plays on and the harmonica
Opens the song
While I sit, in a daze watching the urban landscapes
In seeming anticipation of someone and no one in particular
Whilst feeling your own existence ceasing
The record is flipped and on comes the song
Telling you to go away from my window
And leave at your own chosen speed.
Then I remember you suddenly and reality
Smacked me in the face
Since I’m not the one you want, babe
Neither am I the one you need.
They say that if what you feel is true then you shouldn’t
But it’s alright, I’ve thought about you a couple or more times
So maybe this is just a passing sensation
Something that’ll eventually blow in the wind
But how many times can you turn the other cheek
And pretend that you don’t see me?
Shit, I better start swimming away from the current
Of overwhelming emotions before I sink like a stone
But oh, the times have changed and will be changing
So maybe infatuation can do the same but the record goes on
As life moves along
So maybe we’ll go our separate ways without a word
In a week or so
You go on with your life
And I’ll roll on like a stone
With no direction
Because I’ve made your presence my home.