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Your grand dad left home for the circus. He was young just like me,
with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia.
She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor.
Your mother was born in December, on the one sunny day that winter gave up.
She had warm summer eyes that flickered like fireflies,
when she stared at the world.
So why do you leave these stories unfinished,
my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes
Why do you look when you've already found it
What did you find that could leave you walking by
She was raised in a New England village.
Then she moved to LA with her firefly stare,
and you loved sunset strip when it sparkled,
you grew up and you sparkled but why don't you care
So why do you leave these stories unfinished,
my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes
Why do you look when you've already found me
What did you find that could leave you walking by
These nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real,
like that firework over the freeway.
I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel.
So why do you leave these questions unanswered
The circus awaits and you're already gone.
My Cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile,
what makes it so easy for you to be walking by
And what did I do that you can't seem to want me
Why do we lie here and whisper goodbyes
Where can I go that your pictures won't haunt me
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by
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