The news absonded all
Past dually marked
Of what you wanted done
January's been long
He walked around his stuff
As she's been so
The manager speaks of him
Twenty five years down

There's nothing there at all
The biggest things are always small
It doesn't matter at all

The emptiness on his face
Now you've put wrong
The simple moments of
Tempering the night

Stand around my seething
On what's involved
From arguments left out
Can't you hear the call?

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Cubicle song meanings
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    General CommentI think it's about, as the title suggests, someone who has a monotone cubicle office job...and everyday is the same (the emptiness on his face) for them and no matter how much they work they probably will never get recognized for it and it's just all the same...another day
    detox_centreon January 11, 2005   Link

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