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It's an eerie feeling I can't quite describe,
Clearing out a house, pondering a life,
Voyeuristic, masochistic, I can't quite decide,
That old clock keeps ticking, but the time is never right,

I caught a glimpse of my reflection,
The night that you got sectioned,
A pregnant pause by the hospital bed,
Contemplating what you said,
When you said "misery, misery, misery loves company"
I caught a glimpse of my reflection,
And the image stayed with me.

The atmosphere was different from before,
A cold, foreboding feeling, like a Wendy Carlos score,
Gearing up for winter at the Overlook Hotel,
Shovels for the snow, frozen where we fell.

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