Like an old dog barking at a fence Or an old watch priced at 90 cents Or my leather-bound Bible When heaven and hell stopped making sense
You're putting me away
In an old box filled up to the brim With your old socks you keep because your pockets might get thin Or the china cup you broke But you keep it around 'cause it was a gift
You're putting me away
Out of sight and out of mind and out of earshot, you can find me there Gathering dust and taking space
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