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I could tell you were a man-made lake

Wanted there and then

To bring the city to a sigh

And calm the busy busy motorways

I could tell you were a fantasy team

Extend the play here and now

And keep us young and playing on

Until our minds follow our bones

I could tell you were an acoustic kick drum

Keeping time in a muted way

Important and weighty to steady the band

But aggressive and headache-inducing

I could tell you were a skyscraper mural

From the moment we met

Cause wow – such size – such scope

But 1-dimensional is 1-dimensional

I could tell you were a drone

Only sent to spy on my past

Only sent to record and verify

What you knew all along

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