I slammed the door, and I never looked back
To the cold unfeeling light of day
There are no windows in this home of a shack
She loved and then left, he decided to pack
The world is too heavy, my hair too grey
I slammed the door, and I never looked back
How long has it been since I veered off the track?
Many years I’ve wandered, far from the way
There are no windows in this home of a shack
This home of my loathing, on the lonesome track
Is where I’ve come, my home in the grey
I slammed the door, and I never looked back
I wanted to sing but I’ve lost the knack
It’s here that I’ll stay, leaving light of day
There are no windows in this home of a shack
I slammed the door, and I never looked back
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