The Window by David Thomas Broughton
The Window by David Thomas Broughton

The Window

David Thomas Broughton * Track #2 On Anchovies

The Window Lyrics

When the funeral's over and the mourners have gone
It's the last clean-up job you'll have done
Think of the love that I have shown you
This is the window I'm going to climb through
I'm ending it here on this busy town street
I'll unload my burdensome self from you, sweet
You'll not have clear up my mess and my spills
I'm leaving the world on this high window sill
For all of the times I've caused you to cry
You won't have to carry my weight on your mind
When the funeral's over and the mourners have gone
It's the last clean-up job you'll have done

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