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THE SUN WENT UP ONE RAINY MORNING, JUST A COUPLE OF HOURS OFF THE DAWN.
MRS HEDLEY PEAKED OUT THROUGH HER CURTAINS, WONDERING WHAT WAS GOING ON.
THE NEIGHBOURS SAT OVER COFFEE CUPS.
IN THE LIVINGROOM THE LINEN AND THE CRYSTALS, SIT ALL PACKED AND SET TO GO.
I TELL MYSELF ONCE MORE I WONT BE HERE IN SPRING, TO SEE MY ROSES GROW.
AND ALL THE THINGS YOU TRIED TO FIX,
THE ROOF STILL LEAKS THE DOOR STILL STICKS.
HOUSE FOR SALE, YOU CAN READ IT ON THE SIGN. HOUSE FOR SALE,
IT WAS YOURS AND IT WAS MINE. AND TO-MORROW SOME STRANGERS,
WILL BE CLIMBING UP THE STAIRS. TO THE BEDROOM FILLED WITH MEMORIES,
THE ONE WE USED TO SHARE.
I KNOW YOU'VE ALWAYS LOVED THAT PAINTING,
FROM THAT FUNNY LITTLE SHOP IN SPAIN.
RE-MEMBER HOW WE FOUND IT WHEN WE DUCKED IN, FROM THAT SUDDEN SUMMER RAIN.
BUT I THINK I'LL KEEP THE SILVER TRAY,
MY MOTHER GAVE US ON OUR WEDDING DAY.
HOUSE FOR SALE, YOU CAN READ IT ON THE SIGN. HOUSE FOR SALE,
IT WAS YOURS AND IT WAS MINE. AND TO-MORROW SOME STRANGERS,
WILL BE CLIMBING UP THE STAIRS. TO THE BEDROOM FILLED WITH MEMORIES,
THE ONE WE USED TO SHARE.
Have fun, DAIRYBEAT on: