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I bought an old suitcase, I filled it with things,
I laid it all out and, well, there was too much to bring.
My life on the table and you on the chair,
The crunch of the wheels and your hand in the air
And I'm gone, gone, I'm gone.

My mind's on tomorrow, my eyes on the wing,
A fear of the future, it's about to begin.
My breath on the window, a voice in my ear,
We've travelled so far and now I can feel it's so near
And I'm gone, gone, I'm gone.

Lift me up I'm all broken in two.
Light my way til I find, a road home to you,
And lay your head gently down, lay your head down,
And sleep through til morning.

The sights of the city, the crowds and the scenes,
The smoke and the dreamers, the rolling machines.
The wild just gets wilder, the rules I know now.
That lame sense of lonely well I've lost it somehow,
And I'm gone, gone, I'm gone.

Lift me up I'm all broken in two.
Light my way til I find, a road home to you,
And lay your head gently down, lay your head down,
And sleep through til morning.

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