A Blink or Two

In a similar life on a comparable day
On a track that’s running the other way
I’ll think of you, just a blink of you
And that’ll do

On a line next to yours, an unheard duet
Wasteland between of weeds and regret
I will think of you, just a blink or two
And that’ll do

I’ll be driving the streets in a suburb of cars
Too mighty to fit in garages
In a motorway queue with nothing to do
But dream up these tiny mirages

And I’ll blink for a second and see
Two arms of an angle that met at you and me
And I’ll feel it in every cell
Hands on the wheel, shaky as hell
Now we’re parallel
And that’s how it’s gotta be

And I’ll blink for a second and see
Two sides of a triangle of you and me
And I’ll feel shaky as hell
That old intersection in every cell
Now we’re parallel
And that’s how it’s gotta be

Oh, hell
That’s how it’s gotta be

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