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Behind me, inside, the water coolers hum
Like spools of thread unwinding
To count the fathoms down the corridors
To your shape beneath the linen
Around my shoes, a congress of sparrows
Saying Grace
Grace
The crumblight on my face
Is all that I have today
The flower stall is rolling up the roller doors
Awake, all my lilium companions
They must know me by sight and the perfume of my clothes
My bouquet strong from ageing
Peppering my view, a confidence of sparrows
Saying Grace
Grace
There but for your face
We'd not be here today
The short husky breath of the glass sliding doors
Who are learning your name now
And the call of the cooler water up the elevator floors
Another mark, another day now
How can I tell you about the scattering of sparrows
Saying Grace
Grace
Here's sunlight for your face
Until we meet again
