I don't want to see this house not be a home

 And your mum would drink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try

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All I know
We go the way the steps fell down and I don't know
I will shout until they know what I mean
I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing
And a synthetic flying machine, machine, oh.

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When you were young, you were the king of carrot flowers.

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