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I had ducked out of the rain

Into Maria's wedding day

And I sat there with her friends

And with her family

And I was happy

I wasn't someone they'd invite

Because I didn't know the groom

Or know the bride

But when I stood next to her brother

For the photograph

He was laughing

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Sure, I've got pictures of my own

Of the people and the places that I've known

Here's one: I'm carrying your suitcase

Outside of Alphabet City

But in someone else's life

Where Maria is a wife

I'm on the mantle in the corner of the photograph

Smiling pretty

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Are you tired of where you've gone?

And you think you might belong

In a moment when you step out of the rain?

And you've ended up in someone else's frame?

And they're memory now is never quite the same

And they never even thought to ask your name

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