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My Opening Farewell - Jackson Browne



     
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A lady stands before an open window
Staring so far away
She can almost feel the southern wind blow
Almost touching her restless dayShe turns from her window to me
Sad smile her apology
Sad eyes reaching to the doorDaylight loses to another evening
And still she spares me the word goodbye
And sits alone beside me fighting her feelings
Struggles to speak but in the end can only crySuddenly it's so hard to find
The sound of the words to speak her troubled mind
So I'm offering these to her as if to be kind
There's a train everyday leaving either way
There's a world, you know
There's a way to go
And you'll soon be gone, that's just as well
This is my opening farewellA child's drawings left there on the table
And a woman's silk lying on the floor
And I would keep them here if I were able

Lock her safe behind this open doorBut suddenly it's so clear to me
That I'd asked her to see what she may never see
And now my kind words find their way back to me
There's a train everyday leaving either way
There's a world, you know
You got a way's to go
And I'll soon believe, it's just as well
This is my opening farewell

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Jackson Browne (born Clyde Jackson Browne; October 9, 1948) is an American rock singer-songwriter and musician who has sold millions of albums worldwide. Coming to prominence in the 1970s, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2004. Browne was born in Heidelberg, Germany (his father was an American serviceman stationed in Germany), but moved to the Highland Park district of Los Angeles, California at an early age and began singing folk music locally. In 1966, his career began by joining The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.

Read more about Jackson Browne on Last.fm.


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