Roam

Collect your things, I think it's time that you were leaving now
This day will bring a chance to show all of your critics how
How best to leave a town when all of your own chips are down
Lift up that feeble frame and grace the door, you're leaving now

She waits for the day where the sun does not open her eyes
She doesn't need to hear to know the world rolls on outside
The blue jay cries to me, 'Another tree has fallen down
Could the world spare a seed to keep the dark from coming now?'

I only hope she finds some place far
Some place to call her own house of stone
Where she can live and smile alone
A lonely road where us lonely people roam
Lonely goal. Find some place to call your own house of stone
Where you can live and smile alone
A lonely goal
Where us lonely people roam
A lonely goal



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Dey
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