[ROBERT]
A little twinge
A little shock
A little whisper at the bottom of your memory
A sudden wind
A gentle knock
And then a rustle in the leaves
You hold your breath
You check the lock
You reassure yourself that nothing’s at the window

But you’re wondering
You’re wondering
You’re wondering what that was
Nothing’s gonna happen

You turn a key
You flip a switch
You settle back into the blissful unfamiliar
You close your eyes
But there’s an itch
A little hurt your heart retrieves
But you ignore
The tiny twitch
Pretend the feeling will be gone before the morning
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