Illusion
Everything I can’t remember
Seems to make more sense to me
When did it happen?
How could this come to be?
Seemingly so simple
Yet complex in their own
I sit there and stare
Waiting for the phone
To ring just once
Waiting and watching
For just one person to talk to me
Yet all the things I cant remember
Seem to make more sense to me
Clearly now
Are all the things I fail to see
Ive been doing so much lately
That things have gotten so out of hand
I need a vacation
Put my feet up in the sand
All the things I cant remember
Seem to make more sense to me
And all the faces o so vague
Yet so familiar they do seem
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