There’s a house with no door and I’m living there
At nights it gets so cold and 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 of …
You 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 tell if any are alive at all outside.
There’s a house with no sound; yes, it’s quiet there …
There’s not much point in words if there’s no-one to share in time.
I’ve learned my lines, I know them so well, I am ready to tell
Whoever will finally come in
Of the line in my mind that’s cold in the night, it doesn’t seem right
When there’s that little dark figure running …
There’s a house with no door and there’s no living there:
One day it became a wall … well 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 of …
You call my name, but it sounds unreal, I forget how I feel,
My body’s rejecting the cure …..
Won’t somebody help me ……?