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[Gm] Nothing here to fear
[ Eb] I'm just sitting around being [Bb] foolish when there
is work to be [C] done
[Gm] Just a hang-up call
[Eb] and the quiet breathing of our [Bb] Persian
we call Cajun on a [C] Wednesday
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[Eb] So we go from [Bb] year to year
with [Gm] secrets we've been [C] keeping
[Eb] Though you say you're [Bb] not a Templar [C] man .... [Gm]
[Eb] Seems as if we're
[Bb] circling for [Gm] very different [C] reasons
[Eb] but one day the [Bb] Eagle has to [C] land
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[Eb] Out past the [Bb] fountain, a [Cm] left by the [Gm] station
[Eb] I start the [Eb] day in the [C] usual [Gm] way
[Eb] Then think "well [Bb]why not"
and [Cm] stop for a [Gm] coffee
[Eb] then begin [Bb] to recall [C]things that you [Gm]say
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No one's at the door
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/wednesday-tori-amos.php
You suggest a ghost
perhaps a phantom
I agree with this in part
Something is with us
I can't put my finger on --
is Thumbalina size 10 on a Wednesday --
so we go from year to year
with secrets we've been keeping
Though you say you're
not a Templar man
Seems as if we're
circling for very different reasons
But one day the Eagle has to land
Out past the fountain a left by the station
I start the day in the usual way
Then think -- well why not --
and stop for a coffee
then begin to recall things that you say
Pluck up the courage
and snap it's gone again
I start humming "When Doves Cry"
Can someone help me I think that I'm Lost here
Lost in a place called America
