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Upon the floor some torn-up tee-shirts lay 
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That I have not the heart to throw away 
      F 
But I know 
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You always take the madness when you go 


The queen is born for us a long weekend 
A message left by a well-meaning friend 
Well-meaning friends 
They pick me up for quiet drives around the bend 
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And round again 

    G 
The books that you have left for me 
     Am 
Will keep me in good company 
    F 
The boxes that your things are in 
     C 
Will stay where they have always been 
    G 
The light still makes the shapes to crawl 
   Am 
On afternoons across the wall 
    F 
And nothing here will change at all 
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Until you find your way back to me again 


You always are the one that most abhors 
Me and my tendency to the indoors 
But I know 
You always take the madness when you go 
So bring it home 

The books that you have left for me 
Will keep me in good company 
The boxes that your things are in 
Will stay where they have always been 
The light still makes the shapes to crawl 
On afternoons across the wall 
And nothing here will change at all 
Until... 
The clocks still turns the house around 
It heats it up and cools it down 
The grass will still be on the ground 
Until you find your way back to me again