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What is that there
In your brown paper box
I can see that you kept all the memories we'd lost

I Sailed around til I lost the war

Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

And if you find out he's coming home
When I come around the corner
I'll know that it's alright
Leave me two lights

Take off your shoes... Take off yourself
Take off your rented mental health
Take off your raincoat... settle down
Take off your nightmare and your frown
There is a place for you to go