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[Verse 1] A paper kite caught on the balcony rail Wrote a crooked map in the afternoon gale You climbed three floors with a spool in your hand Said, “Every lost thing still knows where to land” [Chorus] So take the long way home with me Past the tailor and the old fig tree If the road bends out of view I’ll make a little room for you [Verse 2] A brass key slept in the pocket of your coat Beside a ticket from a ferryboat We found a box beneath the garden stone Full of small letters addressed to no one [Chorus] So take the long way home with me Past the tailor and the old fig tree If the road bends out of view I’ll make a little room for you [Bridge] No grand design, no promised sign Just your hand finding mine And the evening, patient and wide Turning every wrong turn into a side road [Chorus] So take the long way home with me Past the tailor and the old fig tree If the road bends out of view I’ll make a little room for you [Outro] The paper kite lifts over the wall We watch it rise, we don’t name it at all
