House With No Door
There's a house with no door and I'm living thereAt nights it gets so coldAnd the days are hard to bear inside.There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in,Falling through my head as I try to think out time.
I don't know you, you say you know me,That may be so,There's so much that I am unsure ofYou call my name, but it sounds unreal,I forget how I feel, my body's rejecting the cure.
There's a house with no bell, but then nobody calls;I sometimes find it hard to tellIf any are alive at all outside.There's a house with no sound; yes, it's quiet thereThere's not much point in wordsIf there's no-one to share in time.
I've learned my lines, I know them so well,I am ready to tellWhoever will finally come inOf the line in my mind that's cold in the night,It doesn't seem rightWhen there's that little dark figure runningWon't somebody help me?
There's a house with no doorAnd there's no living thereOne day it became a wallWell I didn't really care at the time.There's a house with no light,All the windows are sealed,Overtaxed and strained now nothing is revealed but time
I don't know you, you say you know me,That may be so,There's so much that I am unsure ofYou call my name, but it sounds unreal,I forget how I feel, my body's rejecting the cureWon't somebody help me?