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Coffee and a Question Mark
Taylor Bickett
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Two night stand, third floor walk up
New York, the brink of autumn
I run and catch the last bus, just in time
A penny on the sidewalk
The more that he and I talk
You Irish exit my thoughts for the night
It's not a love match
My shoes on his front mat
It's not a must have
But it's nice
One plane ticket will be taking me home
I might miss him but I probably won't
He tasted like a fresh start
Like coffee and a question mark
And even if we'd passed you
On the edge of Central Park
I don't think I'd have noticed it
Does that mean that I'm over it?
Eight months of walking backwards
Rereading finished chapters
Replaying moments captured
Funny how what I thought mattered
Fades in the darkness
Of a stranger's apartment
Fleeting and harmless
But it's nice
('Cause this time tomorrow)
One plane ticket will be taking me home (will be taking me home)
I might miss him but I probably won't (won't)
He tasted like a fresh start
Like coffee and a question mark
And even if we'd passed you, waving
Standing on the cracking pavement
Traffic light at 108th, the edge of Central Park
I don't think I'd have noticed it
Does that mean that I'm over it?
Two night stand, third floor walk up
New York, the brink of autumn
I run and catch the last bus, just in time
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