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The Odd Couple
14 years ago
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Your fingertips on the grand piano
Were harsh and angry and Tuesday-vexed
I waited in the foyer, I listened from a distance
The plaits in my hair and the plates in my hands
Balancing a tray on my fingertips
The way I could never balance a check book
Or arrange a party, or a flower pot
The radio hummed from the sitting room
The static like a pulse, like the paper from the type writer
When you crumpled it over your shoulder
And rubbed the space between your eyes
Were harsh and angry and Tuesday-vexed
I waited in the foyer, I listened from a distance
The plaits in my hair and the plates in my hands
Balancing a tray on my fingertips
The way I could never balance a check book
Or arrange a party, or a flower pot
The radio hummed from the sitting room
The static like a pulse, like the paper from the type writer
When you crumpled it over your shoulder
And rubbed the space between your eyes
