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Intro

Well my winter was long

As I wait for the thaw

And my wounds have all healed

But my nerves are still raw

Living in my own ghost story

Watching silence statues fall

Defying all category

I will make room for you all

  Though my garden gate is broken

And there's cracks on all the walls

Though my table is never empty

I will make room for you all

At the end of the day

When the shadows are long

When there's nothing to say

Because nobody's wrong

Reading meaning into patterns

Pleading vainly with the wall

Even lonely doesn't matter

There is no space left to fall

  Though my garden gate is broken

And there's cracks on all the walls

Though my table is never empty

I will make room for you all

 Come wanderers, enemies and sufferer kings, and lay your coats to dry by the fire

 Come heretics, come horse thieves, come all wise men of great vision...

  My garden gate is broken

And there's cracks on all the walls

Though my table is never empty

I will make room for you all