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A black and white photograph of me up the garden path
Wrapped up in my football scarf, it sits here in my hand
And then mother smothered me and how she would mother me
She knew how to suffer me like all mothers can
Now she is everywhere
The comb that runs through my hair
My posture on a chair
But that's not who I am

He ran from the arguments and sat on the garden fence
And lived in the passing tense that fell from her lips
He tended the house so well and each time she rang his bell
He climbed back from where he fell and gathered his wits
Now I feel the mould is mine
A vibration shakes my spine
As I walk the crooked line, reality hits

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So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
If it's not one thing, it's your mother
How I love her
How I love her
How I love her
But it's not so easy to say
Please won't you let me walk away?
Let me walk away
Let me walk away

So let me walk on my own and finish my ice cream cone
If we are to make it home, then all will be well
But see, I'm a father now, I'm raising my own eyebrow
And being in my own 'round, we're making life hell
This is me, see, here I am
Doing the best that I can
This life has a subtle plan
But you couldn't tell

So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
If it's not one thing, it's your mother
How I love her
How I love her
How I love her
But it's not so easy to say
Please won't you let me walk away?
Let me walk away
Let me walk away

So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
Let me walk away
Let me walk free from you

Writer(s): Glenn Martin Tilbrook, Christopher Henry Difford

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