Seven Eleven

Falling Through Seven Eleven: A Tale of Love and Loss
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Lyrics

She don't lie 'bout the tools of her trade

She is honest about her profession and tools.

When everything goes dark

During difficult times.

she'll keep her blades so sharp

She maintains her skills and readiness.

So I'll walk home and lie on the floor

The narrator returns home and lies down.

Just a few minutes more

Desire for a few more moments of rest.

just a little stain on her chalkboard

A minor mistake or regret in her history.


We were quick to hurry outside

Quickly leaving a place.

The subway stood still past the Clarence Bar and Grill

Subway stopped near Clarence Bar and Grill.

So I packed up and moved out of here

Leaving the current situation.

Just a few years along the line

A few years into the future.

I could hold out for the finish line

Perseverance until the end.


I threw it away I was over my head

Mistake made, realizing it was too much.

I had Seven Eleven stories to tell

Stories related to Seven Eleven.

I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands

Initially captivated, but it slipped away.

I found Seven Eleven sure ways to fail

Discovering seven ways to fail.


I woke up a babe in the woods

Feeling naive and inexperienced.

When everything goes South

During challenging times.

the little hands to mouth

Basic survival instincts.

If she'd just look up she'd find me right there

Yearning for attention and recognition.

Holding on for dear life I was getting used to the crazy ride

Adapting to a chaotic life.


I threw it away I was over my head

Making a significant mistake.

I had Seven Eleven stories to tell

More stories about Seven Eleven.

I was under her spell let it slip thru my hands

Initially enchanted, but it slipped away.

I found seven eleven true ways to fall

Finding different ways to fall or fail.


All of our blessed folk tales

Reflecting on cherished stories.

We thought we'd last for sheer will

Belief in lasting through sheer willpower.

And for all that we hoped would prevail

Hoping for the triumph of desired outcomes.

Bow down and run for the kill

Submission and aggressive pursuit of goals.


So I threw it away I was over my head

Discarding something valuable.

I was Seven Eleven minutes too late

Realizing the mistake but too late.

I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands

Being enchanted but losing grip.

I found Seven Eleven true ways to fall

Discovering various ways to fall or fail.


I threw it away I was over my head

Letting go and making a significant mistake.

I was Seven Eleven minutes too late

Realizing the mistake, but it's too late.

I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands

Enchanted but losing control.

I found Seven Eleven true ways to fall

Finding different ways to fall or fail.

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