Deja Vu - Bruce Cockburn



Deja vu Glass cafe faces Fade into the wash Of brick-dust-yellow afternoon



Deja vu Slow lines on pages Shape words like echoes Of a ball bounced in an empty street



Deja vu Sun on hair dancing To breeze-borne snatches Of a lost music box melody



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