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Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue
See how we polish and we shine
We rearrange and realign
Everything is balanced and… and…

Days and days and days
That's how it happens
Days and days and days
Made of lunches
And car rides
And shirts and socks
And grades
And piano
And no one clocks the day you disappear

Days and days and days
That's how it happens
Days and days and days
Made of posing
And bragging
And fits of rage
And boys, my god, some of them underage!
And, oh, how did it all happen here?

There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words
We read books
Strolled through Munich at night
Drank beer with friends
Discussed the places we would go
And he said I understood how the world made him ache
But no, but no...
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