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Web of Worry
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There's a web of worry hanging in the air
A heartfelt concern that embraces everyone
in the room
So fragile you must tiptoe and bow your head
in prayer
The talk at the tables were humble to the gloom
In the darkest corner of a little bar
Some people are gathered, sitting so close
An anxious circle of heads
Speaking low, with voices like threads
tying them together
Then he arrives like a schooner in full sail
Whips up the surface of the calm
with the power of a gale
Now there's an empty corner in our little bar
His lack of awareness unravelled their bonds
Broken was the circle of heads
Just because his urge was so strong
To talk about the weather
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