House
Charlie Barnes
This old house has got me tired, so very tired
Dark descends by habit over reddening eyes
Did I die in my dreams last night?
May bones below this family's throne our fractured home unite
Mother, forgive our heartless sins unknown
Through horrors such as this we struggle so
Dust collecting underneath my fingertips
An open window brings a cold you cannot lift
Did I die in my dreams last night?
A length of rope could hang us both or help us scale great heights
Mother, forgive our heartless sins unknown
Through horrors such as this we struggle so