Blancmange

I must have left my house at eight because I always do
My train, Im certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so; the usual place, the usual bunch
And still, on top of this, Im pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything I hid a part of me away
At five, I must have left; theres no exception to the rule
A matter of routine; Ive done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again; undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, Im sure my life was well within its usual frame
The day before you came
I must have opened my front door at eight oclock or so
And stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go
Im sure I had my dinner watching something on TV
Theres not, I think, a single episode of Dallas that I didnt see
I must have gone to bed around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep, so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while; the latest one by Barbara Cartland, or something in that style
Its funny but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the lights, I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof, I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came
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