| Empty dishes still sitting where I’m gonna leave it
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| This lamp hasn’t been lit in quite a long while
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| The wick doesn’t reach what’s left of the wax
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| And the rain is coming and I’m overcome
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| These bad newspapers, they pile up on me
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| Dogs gaze out the window, I know how they feel
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| Adventure, adventure or sit by the door?
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| Open open, sesame, I’m overcome
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| Figurines, dripping faucets, laundry and dust
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| I hate to leave this a mess but I must
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| Small little suitcase, smaller little belt
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| Small walking shoes and a whole life to prove
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| Keepsakes can be anchors and anvils and such
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| Like pianos and pets and the people we love
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| Can’t change the world from this chair on my space
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| Spiders tag walls with their names in this place
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| Figurines, dripping faucets, laundry and dust
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| I hate to leave this a mess but I must
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| Small little suitcase, smaller little belt
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| Small walking shoes and a whole life to prove
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| Oh, it’s never a clean break when you’re trying to leave
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| But songbirds need homes in live oak trees |