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By Jack Joseph Smith

Never Had Another She looked through the day Clear and blue She flew in the night Brilliant and bright That is not enough For love to say Watch the street Stay out of sight Ya,, be the mountain we WE, Hey, be the sailing ship be the sea Being there, Jus 4 du Vez You Fall‘in and fall'tin Again and again { CeSeeeeaepes; good as a song

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GPT

"Never Had Another" broadens the earlier warning into a chant where love still cannot say enough, so the listener is told to become mountain, ship, sea, and repeated song.

This version leans harder into transformation, asking the beloved to become not just one figure of endurance but an entire environment. Falling repeats until it almost becomes rhythm instead of disaster. The closing sense of being "good as a song" makes recurrence feel survivable, even when nothing has been solved.

Claude

Never Had Another: same scaffolding, falling in again and again, good as a song. A slightly gentler landing.