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steve forbert - open house lyrics

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open house now for your fading heart,
tell your ghost it’s time to hide;
strangers won’t know when to stop and start
once they’ve fin’ly got inside.

spir’ling staircase toward your dusty mind,
with crates and boxes and bags and trunks;
no one cares what tender dreams they’ll find,
all they’ll see up there is junk

with silver dollars from a ragdoll’s ear
and merc’ry dimes for b-ttons, too,
and flutes and whistles only kids can hear
and peac-ck feathers green and blue.

deep depression in a walnut grain,
afternoons on rainy days;
once it stacked up well in both your brains,
and now it’s all some purple haze

with vandals picking locks and breaking doors
and smashing keepsakes all around;
souvenirs of love and foreign sh-r-s
and scr-pbook pages all unbound.

it’s open house now for your fading heart,
tell your ghost it’s time to hide;
strangers won’t know when to stop and start
once they’ve fin’ly got inside.

- steve forbert lyrics

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