Pick up your freedom on the way out
Hope is hanging on the hatstand at the door.
Thatâ€™s mine, kindly
Leave it behind.
Something tells me
Iâ€™ll be needing it sometime soon.
I found the space you wanted so
The stuff you kept telling me about
That I never understood then or now.
You might as well take this too
What am I ever going to do
With all this room?
Do me a favour, will you?
As you leave
Donâ€™t turn back or call my name.
The way you do that makes my toes curl.
I canâ€™t believe Iâ€™m smiling now.
Thatâ€™s just the kind of thing you can do.
Leave me, smiling.