That Leaving Feeling

I got that leaving feeling and this time it's here to stay
I've been weighing up the pulling and pushing me away
The past is just so heavy, but it's something that I can't leave
And this future is so certain, it pushes me to my knees
[...]
We all have dreams of leaving we all want to make a new start
Go and pack that little suitcase with the pieces of our hearts
All those worries and those sorrows, we can just toss them away
Buy a coffee and a paper and go step onto a train
(Stuart Staples, That Leaving Feeling)

A quem devo telefonar para ser este senhor a inaugurar o novo Teatro Circo?
(já que Tom Waits seria, imagino, pedir demasiado)