You can whisper many thing
sitting in the pew.
While my third cousin gets married,
you tell me what to do
about the man who's lived here for years
who I just introduced to you.
You both wear the same watch,
and you're truths can't all be true
but neither of you lie.
I love you but don't follow me
to the tree than can be seen
but hasn't been.
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