There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at homeAnd I built a home
For you, for me
Until it disappeared
From me, from youAnd now it's time to leave
And turn to dustOut in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed its kneesBy the cracks of his skin
I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
Held on as tightly as you held onto me
Held on as tightly as you held onto meAnd I built a home
For you, for me
Until it disappeared
From me, from youAnd now it's time to leave
And time to die
Composição: Jason Swinscoe / Patrick Watson / Phil France.
