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Sometimes we're looking for something that is right in front of us.

Signs Among Spectacles

She's got a circus of suitors who attempt to amuse her
she's seen this show a thousand times.
There's a boy who sweeps up after all the action and laughter,
she's heard him singing to himself sometimes.

She's been keeping her eyes wide open, searching for signs and omens.

She can be choosy because all of her beauty is
blasted around like a lighthouse shines.
There's a boy out there rowing, with patience and knowing,
he will find the harbor if he follows her light.

She's been keeping her eyes wide open, searching for signs and omens.
How can it be that it seems so clear to me,
still somehow she can't decide?

I figured she'd see whatever it is that she needed
to justify what she'd already decided.

She's been keeping her eyes wide open searching for signs and omens.
How can it be that it seems so clear to me?