The House Song

This house goes on sale every Wednesday mornin'

It's taken off the market in the afternoon

You can buy a part of it if you want too

It's been good for, it'll be good for you

Take a brand look now, the fire is burnin'

It's that your reflection on the wall

I can show you this room and some others

If you care to see this house at all

Careful up the stairs, a few are missin'

I haven't had the time to make repairs

The first one is th hardest one to master

The last one I'm not really sure is there

This room once rang with childish laughter

I come back to hear it now and again

I don't know why you're here or what you're after

But in this room, a part of you remains

Second floor, a lady slipped and waiting

Pass the lantern, tiptoe in its glance

In this room a soft brown arms of shadows

This room is the hardest one to pass