Leaving Home


We gathered up our worldly goods
And stole off in the dark as quickly as we could
You were quieting the baby when we came to the dock on the outskirts of town
And looking back we saw China, shrinking to size of a coin
And then we saw water everywhere
When we climbed on board they tied our things together with electrical cord
And then we set sail as we held on tight to the cold iron rail
And I apologize, but I don't know what I love more:
You next to me there or the receeding shore
We stood there in the cold, and the baby was 6 months old
We were passing him back and forth
When a cold familiar wind came down from the north
And looking back we saw China shrinking to size of a coin
And then we saw water everywhere







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