(words & music by margaret a roche)



Money is not the problem

You have enough of that

Now you must close your office

Put on your coat and hat

Put on your coat and hat



Now is the hour of quitting

Twilight paints the town

Old industrial skyline

How does the sun go down?

How does the sun go down



You can go south in winter

Be what you are a goose

You can live near the ocean

Your clothes can fit you loose



Even as you are leaning

Into that glass of wine

You and beloved business

Have come to the end of a line

Come to the end of a line



All of the gates are open

All of the charges dropped

Talks are terminated

Payments have been stopped

Payments have been stopped



You can move north in summer

You can be in the breeze

You don't need to notify

Any secretaries



Old industrial skyline

Drawing away from you

You are the one that'.s moving

You are the fool that flew

You are the fool that flew



You can go south in winter

Be what you are a goose

Honk all the moon out the ocean

Your clothes can fit you loose




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