some recollection of symmetry
it was hazy & 70
& her in a summer dress
half a beer & her hair a mess
the sound of music
from the kitchen boombox
with a heart like a symphony
cymbal crashing infinity
it came under some duress
she left with my happiness
the sound of music
from the kitchen boombox
there's no comfort in sympathy
she's upstate with her family
I'm still at the same address
I still believe I could love her best
the sound of music
from the kitchen boombox
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