The Debutante Hour — A Book You'll Never Read lyrics

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I wouldn’t call it a labor of love
I wouldn’t say that I loved you very much
I didn’t know when I got to that place
That seven years is a long time to waste
I wouldn’t say that I ever really cared
I wouldn’t swear by the words that we shared
I didn’t know when I started down this road
That these last 7 years would leave me oh so cold
It took Phoenician architects seven years
To build a temple for King Solomon
And Michelangelo possessed by God or greed took seven years to paint the
Sistine Chapel («it was actually five»)
7 Wonders of the World, 7 boys for 7 girls
7 angels to condemn our deadly sins
7 steps to fully grieve, 7 Delphic prophecies
And in 7 years I wrote a book you’ll never read
Oh—A Book You’ll Never Read