(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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