You close the door and start the motor
I roll the window down
I raise my hand and wave goodbye
To neighbourhood queens and clowns and
Children in the front yards
They hide and seek and laugh
I can almost hear you thinking
How could these days go by so fast
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A silent conversation
No words cause there's no need
We let the tapes mix up the years
And press repeat and press repeat
The trunk is filled with records
And books and tears and clothes
I'm smiling on the surface
I'm scared as hell below
Good morning freedom
Good night lullabies
And when we arrive
The hardest of goodbyes
You will dry my eyes
Somehow you're always by my side
The one who holds my kite
And watches over all my flights
Good morning freedom,good night lullabies