Open House

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Steve Forbert - Pop

Open House

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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 buttons, too And flutes and whistles only kids can hear And peacock 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 shores And scrapbook 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

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