Elevator Music

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Call center put me on hold
This classy jazz coming through
Means something is still untold

Besides this stock office phone quality
This genre is kinda getting to me

Nodding my head
Tapping my foot
Damn this music pretty good

It’ll take me somewhere
But I’m right here

No need to look past this moment
I’ll never have it again own it

Sometimes I look too far
Awaiting the sun
But the moons still lit
Not yet dawn

Look at your hands
What are you holding?

Look at your hands
What are you holding?

When it’s gone it’s gone
What is gone is gone