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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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