One of These Days

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One of these days

One of these days existence will stop being quite so exhausting

Maybe

Maybe the image of a happy future will prove itself not a mirage

Baby

Baby I scream into the void just to see your eyes starting at me

If only

If only the woodpecker could pull me out of my slumber

Oh darling

Oh darling all the stars in the sky could not destroy this curse

And yet

And yet the flowers and the feathers they speak to me

They say

They say

One of these days

Existence will stop being quite so exhausting 

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