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Today there was a street where a walker walked alone

Whistling a tune that drifted up through a tree

and stirred up a bird before it was heard by a girl.

Today there was a vision of a house burning on a

television

in a room inside an eye in a head topped by a brown

curl.

A telephone ring in the middle of the night was said

to cause fright in a dark house lived in by a family of

four.

Today is almost tomorrow and if I think not quite

yesterday

But old is the head that sees not would at the foot of

its bed

And tomorrow is not quite yesterday



Last time I saw you, you didn’t have brown hair.

Now my footfalls don’t echo in your halls no more

And creeping up the stairs to your room

Stick close to the wall cause close to the wall the

stairs won’t creak at all.

And I think I would know

The last time I ate your table I could feel that I was

transparent as a ghost

And now all my words have fears of mine alone.

And today after the whistling you sang to the same old

tune.

Would you talk to me as if I’m real to you?



Knowing about me what you do

Knowing that to me nobody looks quite like you

Knowing that today is not quite like yesterday

Knowing that today is not quite yesterday

But today was not a good one.



Last time I saw you, you didn’t have brown hair

And now my footfalls don’t echo in your halls no more

I went up to your room, all my fears are mine alone.



Today a call could not go through.

Today a window revealed not you.

Today a bird stirred not in its nest.

Today, shall we say, was not the very best.



The last time I ate your table I could feel that I was

transparent as a ghost

And now all my words have fears of mine alone.

Would you talk to me as if I could be real to you?