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Empty dishes still sitting where I'm gonna leave itThis lamp hasn't been lit in quite a long whileThe wick doesn't reach what's left of the waxAnd the rain is coming and I'm overcomeThese bad newspapers, they pile up on meDogs gaze out the window, I know how they feelAdventure, adventure? Or sit by the door?Open open, sesame, I'm overcomeFigurines, dripping faucets, laundry and dustI hate to leave this a mess but I mustSmall little suitcase, small little beltSmall walking shoes and a whole life to proveKeepsakes can be anchors and anvils and suchLike pianos and pets and the people we loveCan't change the world from this chair on my spaceSpiders tag walls with their names in this placeFigurines, dripping faucets, laundry and dustI hate to leave this a mess but I mustSmall little suitcase, smaller little beltSmall walking shoes and a whole life to proveOh it's never a clean break when you're trying to leaveBut songbirds need homes in live oak trees Aus Songtexte Mania