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I will not ask you in
Although I'd love to entertain you
I am a sore sight to see and
My rooms cannot afford you
My sorting time is underway and
It just might take me years to get there
Some day swinging doors
Throwing light in
Will prepare this house to love again
Landlord standing outside looking in The knee high grass I've grown
Don't bother him
It's a simple self calculation
I'm sifting my accumulation
I will not ask you in   Although I'd love to entertain you   I am a sore sight to see and   My rooms cannot afford you   My sorting time is underway and   It just might take me years to get there   Some day swinging doors   Throwing light in   Will prepare this house to love again   Landlord standing outside looking in The knee high grass I've grown   Don't bother him   It's a simple self calculation   I'm sifting my accumulation