All

of

this

tur-

bu-

lence

was-

n't

fore-

cas-

ted

A-

po-

lo-

gies

from

the

in-

ter-

com

And

I

am

re-

lieved

that

I'd

left

my

room

ti-

dy

They'll

think

of

me

kind-

ly

when

they

come

for

my

things

They'll

ne-

ver

know

how

I'd

stared

at

the

dark

in

that

room

With

no

thoughts,

like

a

blood-

snif-

fing

shark

And

while

my

dreams

made

mu-

sic

in

the

night,

care-

ful-

ly

I

was

go-

ing

to

live

You

would-

n't

leave

'til

we

loved

in

the

mor-

ning

You'd

learned

from

mo-

vies

how

love

ought

to

be

And

you'd

say

you

love

me

and

look

in

my

eyes

But

I

know

through

mine,

you

were

loo-

king

in

yours

And

did

you

know

the

Li-

ber-

ty

Bell

is

a

rep-

li-

ca

Si-

lent-

ly

housed

in

its

o-

ri-

gi-

nal

walls

And

while

its

dreams

played

mu-

sic

in

the

night,

qui-

et-

ly

It

was

told

to

be-

lieve

I

al-

ways

wan-

ted

to

die

clean

and

pret-

ty

But

I'd

be

too

bu-

sy

on

wor-

king

days

So

I

am

re-

lieved

that

the

tur-

bu-

lence

was-

n't

fore-

ca-

sted

I

couldn't

have

changed

a-

ny-

ways

I

am

re-

lieved

that

I'd

left

my

room

ti-

dy

Good-

bye