I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
But as far as I can see you are still miles from me
In your doorway
And oh by the way
When the landlord came today
He measured everything
I knew he'd get it wrong
But I just played along
'Cause I was hoping that would fix it all
But there's only so far I can go
When you're living in a hallway that keeps growing
I think to myself
5 more minutes and I'll be there
Inside your door
But there's more to this story
Than I have exposed
There are words made of letters
Unwritten
And yes I forgive you
For leading me on
You can think of it like this
When you can't resist
I'm in your hallway standing on a cliff
And just when I think I've found the trick
I'm tumbling
Like an echo
'Cause theres only so far I can go
When you're living in a hallway that keeps growing
I think to myself
30 seconds and I'll be there
Daughter:
You never listen to me
Father:
We cannot really experiment with love as freely as we wish
It is really a much more complicated topic
~ Poe "5 and 1/2 Minute Hallway" from the album Haunted
As this is my first blog post, I suppose now would be the right time to state that I do not own the rights to the song "5 and 1/2 Minute Hallway", nor any affiliated information pertaining to said song. I look at the 5 and 1/2 Minute Hallway as the space for me to express my rants as a shopgrrrl, my "Single Girl's Guide to Riding Public Transportation", and any and all other ideas that I feel the need to put out into the ether.
To quote another singer, Sierra Swan:
I'm a mess
I'm a fool
I'm a little bit cruel
I'm a liar
And I'm a thief
And a little bit weak.
You have been warned.
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