"The way you’re singing in your sleep.The way you look before you leap.The strange illusions that you keep. You don’t know But I’m noticing.The way your touch turns into arcs.The way you slide into the dark.The beating of my open heart.You don’t know But I’m noticing". "March Eighteenth" -provisional title of the noticing song Nick wrote in "Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist".
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