Wearing out the words

EVERYTHING WILL BE ALL RIGHT Was a loud plaid coat With a brass band in every pocket, WE JUST DON'T HAVE THE MONEY Was its drab muffler.

Your soft pillow, I LIKE OUR LIFE TOGETHER,

Frayed and bled into a handful of WE'LL SURVIVE.

My blue umbrella, DON'T WORRY, Now has more holes than a sieve.

But SHOW ME YOUR EYES Surprises like an antique-stained Glass jack-in-the-box.

HELLO, HELLO still rings Like a four-alarm fire,

And SOMEDAY hasn't lost Its promise:

Even I LOVE YOU can still walk On the water of our tears.

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