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fingers clenching the plastic handle of
the lunchbox on the seat I saved for you
and kicking off the clumps of snow still
clinging to my velcros, I wonder if
you remember you said you'd be my
field trip buddy

oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
if you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else

please stay together and hold hands
our instructions before entering
the symphony hall
it's not the chandelier circus
that's making me nervous
your hand playing orchestras
against mine

oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
if you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else
I won't tell anybody else

light going down now, and everyone
secretly hoping they never come back on
I hope they never come back on
balancing elbows you keep
pressing so slowly
I can't be making this up
and the sugar plums turn to
cotton candy in my periphery
our foreheads so close
and right there in the back row
forseeing a standing ovation
we promised to be each other's
field trip buddy

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