I'M GOING AWAY

baby I gotta get away
don't care where put me on a train
there's something you've been meaning to say
better say it now I'm going away

I put my life into my work
man is little more than the size of his shirt
you won't hear me complain
keep it if you find it I'm going away

it isn't like it hasn't been before
I washed the dishes and I scrubbed the floor
my love for you is the price that I pay
pay no attention I'm going away

we're all of us made of wood
check the tires check under the hood
she did the best that she was able
I'm only saying I'm only saying

nothing that I'm hoping to find
nothing being said that I'm paying any mind
time was I wanted to stay
time's come I'm going away

every street is a map
not every woman is a booby trap
I can't tell my greens from gray
do it to yourself now I'm going away

we're all of us made of sand
an upright bass is not a baby grand
with no one there to tell her what to do
I'm only saying I'm only saying

everyone can help themselves
take what you want take from the top shelves
we're having Christmas here in May
ho, ho, ho, I'm going away

think from where your glories most stem
god made the man I just befriended him
you don't need a reason for to pray
for what it's worth I'm going away

we're all of us made of dreams
little white dogs and cinnamon ice creams
she's got a biblical name
I'm only saying I'm only saying

I wore my blue shirt for you
I wore my blue shirt what else you want me to do?
baby I'm lucky to even be here today
I'm going away

 — Life With Others (Part I)