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Say goodbye to the old street that never cared much for you anyway
Different colored doorways you thought would let you in one day
Goodbye to the old bus stop, frozen and waiting
The weekend edition has this town way overrated
Walk across the baseball green, the grass has turned to straw
A flock of birds tries to fly away from where you are
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, old friend, I can't make you stay
I can't spend another ten years wishing you would anyway
How the sky turns to fire against a telephone wire
And even I'm getting tired of useless desires
Every day I take a bitter pill that gets me on my way