Tell all our saddest things to underlings you loathe, why don't you?
It's bringing me down.
And as a side effect I'll never get the books I loaned you.
You'll never come round.
If you're up close, yeah, there's nothing much to it.
It's a place that contains, it's secure and kind.
It happened in the womb and I never outgrew it.
I thought you had an open mind.
What if I can attend this canned event you asked I come to?
I didn't forget.
When I'm up close, there'll be nothing much to it;
just a room and a dude with his ego on show.
If you're nearby then I'm bound to get through it.
I've just got to take it slow.
I heard it said - or maybe read - that talk is mostly patience.
It seems to be true.
And if I have the will to have my fill of conversation, I have it for you.
When I'm up close, yeah, there's nothing much to it.
It's a place that contains, that's secure and kind.
It's folding to a seal as I'm stepping into it.
What a gift that I lived to be lucky one time.
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