(farrar/best)



The stairs are dark and silent

The morning cold and gray

A last look at the things i knew

And slowly turn away

And as i watch the scenery unwind

My childhood slips a hundred miles behind



Leave the bus in houston

Walk around the town

But all the strange, unfriendly faces

Seem to get me down

And in the park where little children play

I sit and watch the dying of the day



I'm a small and lonely light

A bird that's lost in flight

And it's too late at night to go home

I'm a tall and weary kite

A face that's out of sight

And it's too late at night to go home



Always had the good life

Never felt unsure

But now the good life's not enough

There must be something more

And so i sit and shiver in the dawn

And watch the world and wait to be reborn



I'm a small and lonely light

A bird that's lost in flight

And it's too late at night to go home

I'm a tall and weary kite

A face that's out of sight

And it's too late at night to go home

Too late at night to go home

But i've talked too long my friend


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