Capo 3
Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall
Leave the death ledger under city hall
Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today
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Leave the lilac print on the linen sheet
Leave the bird you killed at your father s feet
Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain
Leave whimpering dog in his cold kennel
Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal
Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today
Leave the sad guitar in its hardshell case
Leave that worried look on your lover s face
Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain
Everything must belong somewhere
The train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs
Everything must belong somewhere
I know that now, that is why I m staying here
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Leave the ocean s roar in the turquoise shell
Leave the widower in his private hell
Leave the liberty in that broken bell today
Leave the epic poem on its yellowed page
Leave the grey macaw in his covered cage
Let the traveling band on the interstate remain
Everything must belong somewhere
Sound-stage in California, televisions in Times Square
Everything must belong somewhere
I know that now that s why I m staying here
Yeah I know that now that s why I m staying here
Leave the secret talk on the trundle bed
Leave the garden tools in that rusted shed
Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head today
Leave the restless ghost in his old hotel
Leave the homeless man in his cardboard cell
Let the painted horse on the carousel remain
Everything must belong somewhere
Just like the gold around her finger and the silver in his hair
Everything must belong somewhere
I know that now, that s why I m staying here
I know that now, that s why I m staying here
In truth the forest hears each sound
Each blade of grass as it lies down
The world requires no audience
No witnesses, no witnesses
Leave the old town drunk on his wooden stool
Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool
Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school today
Leave novelist in his daydream tumb
Leave the scientist in her Rubik s cube
Let true genius in the padded room remain
Leave horse?s hair on that slanted bow
Leave the slot machines on the riverboat
Leave the cauliflower in the casserole today
Leave the hot bright trash in the shopping malls
Leave the hawks of war in their capitals
Let the organ?s moan in the cathedral remain
Cause everything must belong somewhere
They locked the devil in the bat, threw God up into the air
Yeah, everything must belong somewhere
You know it s true, I wish you d leave me here
You know it s true, why don t you leave me here?
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