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Capo 2
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And me,
I cried when I told the truth.
I cried when there was no use.
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Cause I still had to leave.
And you,
You took it all in stride.
With a face cold and dignified.
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Like it was overdue.
Oh, I am home, sweet suitcase.
There is room around my table
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For open-hearted flying steady or unstable.
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Out we go, wings are patched,
Those below prepare to catch,
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Cause it s a long, hard fall from here.
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Goodbye.
No school play production of tears.
No storm clouds, no raindrops appear,
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Too easy, too painless and baby that s why,
Oh, I am home, sweet suitcase.
There is room around my table
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For open-hearted flying steady or unstable.
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Out we go, wings are patched,
Those below prepare to catch,
/ /
Cause it s a long, hard fall from here.
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Oh, We are home, sweet suitcase.
There is room around our table
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For open-hearted flying steady or unstable.
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We are on our way,
Perfect chaos and disarray,
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And it s a long, hard fall,
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It s a long, hard fall,
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It s a long, hard fall from here.
