Out of joint, out of true
Out of love, out of the blue
Out of order, out of orbit, out of control
Out of touch, out of line
Out of sync and out of time
Out of gas, out of tread, out of road

Out of date, out of stock
Out of use – out, out, damned spot!
You want out, you want out of it for good
Out of the running, out of the game
Out on your feet, clear out of range
Out of context, out of contact, out of the woods

Out, out, looking for a way out
No straws are left to cling to;
Out, out, going for the fade-out…
But what do you fade into?

Out on the town, out for laughs
Out of service, out to grass
Out of mourning, out of purdah, out on bail
Out of kilter, out of grace
Out to get out of this place
Out of this world, out and out beyond the pale

Right out of character, out of sympathy
So far out upon a limb you’re out of your tree…

Out of breath, out of tune
Out of your head and out of view
Down and out, out for the count, or is it just for revenge?
Out of sight, out of mind
Leave it out, leave it behind
Out of reach of all family, all friends

Out, out, going for the bale-out
No parachute above you
Out, out… you’ll not feel the fall-out

I wish I’d said “I love you”

Tahsin Ünlü

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