A song about a house, the people who live there and the people who used to.
lyrics
Whisper from the walls
creaking lamentations.
I can hear you
through the window panes
through the fire place
in the bathrooms and the hallways of our home.
Put your head to floor
listen for the footprints
grooved in the tile wax.
Lain upon on the worst days
mopped up for their birth days
we can hear the first and the last steps they took.
We can let the water flow
from every tap we can.
I don't want to let you go
I want to know what you've had
Everything you left behind
becomes antiquity.
So we can let the water flow
and listen for history.
Flip on the light switch
of the last room to investigate.
Rummage through closets and cabinets.
Dust reads like a glossary;
chairs worn down by the cavalry.
we can hear the footnotes and the whispered harmonies.
We can hear the footnotes and the whispered harmonies.
We can hear the footnotes and the whispered harmonies.
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