The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - Two Chords That Became An Anthem (The Wicked Waltz) lyrics

I'm packing up my bags and I'm moving away This ain't no holiday I'm going to start a new life, and you're Not going to be there for me Even if you want to be I'm not going to see you, my dear And it might not be for years But that's not a bad thing for you For years you followed my dream Have done what I wanted to do But now you got to prove You've got your own life and You can't take away mine I will no longer be, there for you This doesn't mean I hate you It's just I cannot see you… You want a moral from this story Well you shouldn't chase what's already gone It won't come back to you No matter how hard you try "Rory's knocking over the keyboard"