Gone

You pack my bags I feel already gone

I've had to watch your silent face moving round the house

It's been several days, you can really shut me out

I draw up my thoughts to find a way to say

Something mending us, you shrug and then you turn away



You pack my bags I feel already gone

It's like you pushed me with your hand and I was pointing forward

I could've been blindfold and I'd know where the door was

I had to step aside, I had to be perfect

I had to hold your hand anticipate and second guess



And would you wipe it out with that much distaste

Take it from your heart, the hands, the lips, the mouth, the taste

It is more than hurt I can't communicate

What you leave me with the ache, the ache, the ache



You pack my bags I feel already gone

Like the countries that seem to shuffle into war

The way its lining up baby we've been here before

We never took the time for no diplomacy

How am I supposed to know what you're not telling me



When I'm standing here with my rugged choir

You can't hurt me now I'm holding all the wires

Calling down to you with a grateful sigh

Thank you baby, you have sent me high



You pack my bags I feel already gone

Already gone already gone

Yeah I'm gone

You pack my bags and now I'm gone

Now I'm gone