Wednesday Lyrics

Nothing here to fear, I'm just sitting around Being foolish when there is work to be done Just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our Persian We call 'Cajun' on a Wednesday
So we go from year to year With secrets we've been keepin' Though you say you're not a Templar man
Seems as if we're circling For very different reasons But one day the Eagle has to land
Out past the fountain, I left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think, well, why not and stop for a coffee And begin to recall things that you say
No one's at the door, you suggest a ghost Perhaps a phantom, I agree with this in part Something is with us, I can't put my finger on Is Thumbelina size 10 on a Wednesday
So we go from year to year With secrets we've been keepin' Though you say you're not a Templar man
You tell me to cheer up You suspect we're oddly even Even still the Eagle has to land
Out past the fountain, I left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think, well, why not and stop for a coffee And begin to recall things that you say
Pluck up the courage and snap, it's gone again I start humming, "When Doves Cry" Can someone help me, I think that I'm lost here Lost in a place called America