Winter Morning II

I remember the sound of the wind as I was falling asleep
 The tree branches scraping the roof like people whispering
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 I arrived here one winter morning or maybe it was spring
 I can't remember anymore
 The mind plays tricks
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 Papa had just died two weeks before
 The ground was frozen where they dug his grave
 Mama left a note in my suitcase telling me
 To do something that would make her proud
 To be a good man
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 There were so many winters
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 I came here because I wanted a home
 Where I can find peace
 Where I can be treated like anyone else
 Where I can be anyone I want to be
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 It wasn't always empty
 
 They all had to come down here
 People would line up here
 Holding their suitcases and their children
 Holding on to them for dear life
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 They were young people and old people
 Families, not lots of them
 They were completely alone
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 They waited their turn to reach the guard at the end of the hall
 The guard would stamp your book and say "Go over there"
 
 "And welcome"
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 I was one of them
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 When I got here
 I went into a huge room
 Doctors asking me these quick questions
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 A doctor comes to me and tells me
 "You've got to go back"
 I say "Back where?"
 He says "Back where you came from"
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 I said "I've got to go to New York, I come for a new life"
 He says "No, you can't. You go to 'back home'"
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 And I fight him
 He doesn't listen, he says "Five minutes" and walks away
 I grab my suitcase
 And I went and hid in the closet behind all these dressing gowns
 And when it was dark, I went and hid somewhere else
 And somewhere else
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 I stayed where nobody could find me
 And a week became a month
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 I had only one thing in mind
 One place to be
 Like you could fly if you had the wings
 You could swim there if the current wasn't so hard
 Lots of people try
 And I tried lots of times to get there
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 I even tried to swim once
 But I only made a little way
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 One night I met somebody else
 She was hiding too
 So we hid together
 Living at night
 And we talked about what we would be when got to the shore
 What our lives were going to be like
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 And one day she didn't wake up
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 So I took her body and put it in the water and...
 
 Watched it float to where she wanted to go
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 And I was alone again
 I'm sorry, it was so close
 There were all these millions of people who come through here
 And I see them all
 People of every color, shape and size
 And I think about all those people who did
 All of those that made it
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 Made it to some distant shore, where when they come up the beach
 Or over a bridge or around to a road
 They start to walk
 And they start walking faster and faster
 Then they are running
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 They made it
 
 They were at last home
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 But don't get me wrong
 I'm the ghost of all those who never got to get there
 And the ghost of those who will never get there