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House
This house aches
I whistle it's tune
After so much noise
Freedom is silence
Half the house is missing
Taken half of me with it
I had imagined this
Hurting in a different way
Hurting in a different way
I still have the hi-fi
Quiet at all volumes
As my dull thoughts
Echo viscous and slow like the tolling of some great bell under water
When she cries she cuts me
And when she smiles I wanna die
Afraid of knowing myself
Our eyes stare out while we hide inside
Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it
The open windows
Let in the spring air today
And the birds sing their thankfully happy, brainless song
But the silence here finds a way to stay
Some kind of explosion
God, if you hear me
Throw me a line or strike me down
Do you refuse even to accuse
C'mon, do your worst
But lift this curse
Built this house on solid ground
But now it's crumbling tumbling down
Will nobody here even cry out for help?
As it slowly collapses into itself
Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it
Hanging on to this pain
It's no good
It's no good
But we try again
We try again
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We try again
But we try again
It's no good
It's no good
Hanging on to this pain
Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it
As it slowly collapses into itself
Will nobody here even cry out for help?
But now it's crumbling tumbling down
Built this house on solid ground
But lift this curse
C'mon, do your worst
Do you refuse even to accuse
Throw me a line or strike me down
God, if you hear me
Some kind of explosion
But the silence here finds a way to stay
And the birds sing their thankfully happy, brainless song
Let in the spring air today
The open windows
Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it
Our eyes stare out while we hide inside
Afraid of knowing myself
And when she smiles I wanna die
When she cries she cuts me
Echo viscous and slow like the tolling of some great bell under water
As my dull thoughts
Quiet at all volumes
I still have the hi-fi
Hurting in a different way
Hurting in a different way
I had imagined this
Taken half of me with it
Half the house is missing
Freedom is silence
After so much noise
I whistle it's tune
This house aches
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