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He did not care about anything that had happened in that place
He did not want to explain anything to anybody
All signs said that the right thing to do was to go back there
He took walks almost every day, in spite of the weather
Time to make a fresh start
There was so much I didn’t understand
Something beneath the ground was attempting to dig upwards
I can’t tell you all my secrets so soon
Tomorrow seems as good a day as any
It makes sense to me
Everything might get back to the way it was
It seemed like a silly idea if you ask me
That towel had worried him since he’d first seen it
Do you think I’m hero material?
They sat silently for another moment, watching the moss grow
He tries not to make trouble
I stopped and tried to get my breath
I didn’t want there to be any silences out of which ugly truths might tumble
I can remember being flooded with happiness once
‘See! See!’ he says, and she does see
There’s something I want to be sure to show you
She has stared out of windows more
I suppose you’re quite a stranger to farm life
A bus would come eventually, and take them north
There are many things I remember of this time
The merry-go-round was slowing down
Or maybe I was seeing a little too clearly
It seemed as if the whole of the world was slowly being stripped of innocence
The whole place had the fragrance of oolong
It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use
Crouching next to a huge pile of dung my mind froze up
We might as well have a disco!
All is well
Her mind runs free
This is the peace at the center of life
She’s thinking that she should have brought her straw hat with her to the beach
Sein Himmel war es, der sich über die Erde wölbte
Never again interrupt us at our work
And what form does Gravity take, that gives it this astonishing power of streaming through the solid earth?
His head was full of maths and girlfriends, physics and drinking
I was myself here, able to see things singly and plainly
He stared into the wall at the far end of the room
It felt as if it had been stung by a bee
They are there because they look good
He paid close attention to his appearance
Thank you for not making a scene
I was trying to be myself, whatever that might be
You can’t leave me here on my own
He tries to formulate the words to explain
Was she shaking like a leaf?

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