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So I'll kiss the morning air and fly away

I used to hold you close,
But now your picture frames
They're the closest you will ever be to me
And I rejoice at our dismissal
Like I've finally been set free
And now our pictures drift
They drift farther
And farther and farther away
And the pieces of our
Relationship become nothing more
Than curbside clutter
Than curbside clutter

So I'll kiss the morning air and fly away
Fly away from here today, today, today
And I'll kiss the morning air and fly away
Fly away from here today

You better take a seat, yeah, stay a while
I'm about to wear you out
And I'm not afraid to tell
You what this is all about
Now the world around me is slowly blending together
Like a wheel of colors
Are we so different you and I
Are we so different you and I
You loved me, and I loved you not
There's the door
Don't let it hit you on the way out

I got it all planned out,
I'll drive out to the edge of your yard
And we'll rip our tear drenched photographs apart
And watch them drift over the rooftops of this lonely southern town

Now I don't care,
If you cry for an entire year
But by then I hope you can make your peace
So I'll kiss the morning air and fly away      I used to hold you close,   But now your picture frames   They're the closest you will ever be to me   And I rejoice at our dismissal   Like I've finally been set free   And now our pictures drift   They drift farther   And farther and farther away   And the pieces of our    Relationship become nothing more   Than curbside clutter   Than curbside clutter      So I'll kiss the morning air and fly away   Fly away from here today, today, today   And I'll kiss the morning air and fly away   Fly away from here today      You better take a seat, yeah, stay a while   I'm about to wear you out   And I'm not afraid to tell   You what this is all about   Now the world around me is slowly blending together   Like a wheel of colors   Are we so different you and I   Are we so different you and I   You loved me, and I loved you not   There's the door   Don't let it hit you on the way out      I got it all planned out,   I'll drive out to the edge of your yard   And we'll rip our tear drenched photographs apart   And watch them drift over the rooftops of this lonely southern town      Now I don't care,    If you cry for an entire year   But by then I hope you can make your peace