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"Don't leave the windows open
Remember to write your thank you cards
Try to put in some feeling.
So people do appreciate it!
Call if you need anything, I'd best be leaving.
Goodbye for now, I won't be gone long."

But how long is long?
It's a vague term with its end open
And what does time matter if we're always leaving
Who cares how we play our cards?
In the end, there's no way around it.
I hope you're okay living with this feeling.

And really, what are you feeling?
You haven't told me honestly in so long,
and I'm always wondering about it.
Things used to be better, when we pretended to be open.
How long are you going to hide your cards?
I don't want to stay but I'm afraid of leaving.

But someday everyone is leaving
for love or adventure or any sort of feeling.
We remember them if they remind us with post cards
with pictures of country roads, empty and long,
and we send our regards with a letter they may never open,
so try to relax when you write it.

Whatever you need to say, say it.
It seems like yesterday they were leaving.
Remember the car door cease to be open
Watching them vanish around the corner and begin to lose the feeling
that you embraced for so long:
The company of people who knew you past business cards.

Sometimes we all roll too many dice or draw too many cards.
At the time, it's always worth it
That moment of living never stays long
As quickly as it arrives it begins leaving
We try again to live with that feeling,
And we leave ourselves a bit too open.

But maybe it's in the cards for you to be leaving
We can live somewhere with it, whatever we're feeling.
So long, the door is open.

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