Don Conoscenti

saved up some money, sold off her things.
said so long to thirty years
of bruised and battered dreams.
notified her family. called her friends.
sayin' for her all of the roads in this town
had come to an end.

she said "i'm old beyond my years
i'm tired without good reason.
you can stay here till your ghosts run free
but i'm bound for milder seasons.
'cause you froze the life right out of me
with your dignity and grace.
come line the streets for me tomorrow
it's my farewell parade.
come line the streets for me tomorrow...
it's my farewell parade."