Wednesday 가사

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 keeping 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, a 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 keeping 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, a 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