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IMOGEN HEAP

It's that time of year,
Leave all our hopelessness's aside (if just for a little while)
Just stop right here,
I know we've followed a bumpy ride (I'm sinking along your side)

How did you know?
It's what I always wanted,
Could never have too many of these
Will ya quit kicking me under the table?
I'm trying, will somebody make her shut up about it?
Can we settle down please?

It's that time of year,
Leave all our hopelessness's aside (if just for a little while)
Just stop right here,
I know we've followed a bumpy ride (I'm sinking along your side)

Bite tongue
Deep breaths
Count to ten
Nod your head