Oh, my hopeless wanderer
You can't come in
You don't live here anymore
Oh, some creepy conjurer
Who touched the rim
Whose hands are in the door
I need soothing
My lips aren't moving
My God is brooding
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Drawn in chalk across the floor
You made it yours
Your private door to my room
May those who find you find remorse
A change of course, a strange discord resolved
I need soothing
My lips aren't moving
My God is brooding
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I banish you with love
I banish you with love
You can't come in
You don't live here anymore