| I remember this room
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| And I remember dreaming here
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| Now it feels so empty
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| A place that I once held so dear
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| But something’s hanging around me
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| Ghosts of childhood memories
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| Somethings telling me, gotta leave it be
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| No you really can’t go back… home
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| Do you hear that noise
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| It’s just broken toys
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| Another box of history
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| Spills across the plastic floor
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| Cancelled checks of a past life
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| A bank account that is no more
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| Mists of times slowly passing
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| A place where now and then collide
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| Oh and theres the view, a minute more will do
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| Why the hell did I come back. |
| home
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| Did you hear that noise
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| It’s just broken toys
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| I don’t want to play with all those broken toys
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| What are they still doing here
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| I see through the dust and the years
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| I thought that I put you away
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| I hope that you haven’t come back to stay
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| Well you all should have stayed
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| Where you were
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| Cause I put you away
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| Could you tell me why you showed up now
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| Please go away
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| Would you please let me be in my own space
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| My own time, just get outta here
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| Can you hear that noise
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| It’s just broken toys
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| I don’t want to play with all those broken toys
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| Nothing’s ever really forgotten |