Now that my luggage is all packed
I wonder if it’s half full or half empty
Now I’ve lost count of the people
Who saved my life, I don’t know
Why I did, half the things I did
And if we tend it
Our little house fire
Could burn this entire city
Wouldn’t it be great
And in the ashes
We’ll search for hidden meaning
Hoping we don’t find nothing
That proves either of us right
Now that my bottles are empty
I wonder if I can still be a runaway
Now I’ve got time to build things
Will I get that feeling that you get
When you build something from scratch
And if we tend it
Our little house fire
Could burn this entire city
Wouldn’t it be great
And in the ashes
We’ll search for hidden meaning
Hoping we don’t find nothing
That proves either of us right
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