We moved out of the country to the city,
just to be where all the people are.
There’s coffee in the kitchen and a choice of home made biscuits, kept inside our great big biscuit jar.
There’s no need to knock upon our front door,
It’s open, so come in and stay with us awhile,
Let’s discuss your troubles if you want to, with free advice that’s sure to make you smile.
Friends are always welcome at our table.
No matter where you’re from or who you are.
So gather around our table, stay as long as you are able, and we\'ll get out the biscuit jar.
If you are a tired or lonely stranger, at the beginning or at your journey’s end.
If you\'re broken-hearted or in danger.
Come inside, consider us your friend.
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If you’ve reached the end of rope or tether.
You need some place to stop and heal your scars.
A harbour from life\'s clouds or stormy weather.
You’ll find it all inside that biscuit jar.
When your troubles gather and surround you.
If you’re lost and don\'t know where you are.
We’ll form a guard of honour all around you.
And show you what we keep inside that jar.
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When troubles overwhelm and drag you under.
When storm clouds leave you helpless and at sea.
When dark skies fill your heart and soul with thunder.
Come home to that biscuit jar and me.