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Thursdays
We used to meet on Thursdays
Somehow it felt just right
In the week but not of the week
Anticipation running high
We could escape the world then
Our little time to steal
But there was no middle ground
An all or nothing deal
We never got the hang of Thursdays
Never got the timing right
Leapt in without looking one too many times
We hit the fundamentals
Gathered thoughts instead of things
Under the misapprehension
We were special and unique
I still recall that feeling
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The day I lost my faith
Stood in vain upon your doorstep
Stripped of any words to say
We never got the hang of Thursdays
Never got the balance right
Played the tomorrow card one too many times
These days I worry more
About the way my time is spent
Don.t feel much like myself now
I wonder where I went
And my flawless memory
Stages an exclusive show
Of every Thursday that we wasted
Planting seeds that wouldn't grow
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