Come in. Make yourself at home.
Sit down. Let me grab your coat.
Can I offer you something
To drink? Maybe just a glass
Of this liberating thought
That's been living here with me.
Slow down. Maybe just a sip.
Does it taste? Does it feel?
For a minute, For a moment,
You will know that Every moment Every minute Counts
And the soul is surely going to waste.
Doesn't really matter In the end anyway
For a minute, For a moment.
You know, Every moment Every minute
Represents all this story we conversate
Doesn't really matter
Cause we can't
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