Music: Meg Chandler
Now I'm stuck in a white lie
Hit on my blind side
We won't know what we could've been
The floorboards are broken
The door never opens without breaking off at the hinge
There's a crack in the skylight
Time but it's finite
Issues that hindsight can't fix
Now the windows are leaking
There's holes in the ceiling
This house can't take anymore hits
No I've never felt so sick
Cuz no one else knows this is it
If I died tomorrow
Would this house hold itself up?
Would the walls remember love?
Would you?
If I died tomorrow
Would November be too tough?
Would you keep the light left off?
Would you? Would you?
The furnitures covered
We hide in the cupboard
With blankets to cover the floor
You say "This winters a long one, put another coat on"
A drafts coming in from the door
No I've never felt so sick
Cuz no one else knows this is it
If I died tomorrow
Would this house hold itself up?
Would the walls remember love?
Would you?
If I died tomorrow
Would November be too tough?
Would you keep the light left off?
Would you? Would you?
If I died tomorrow
Would this house hold itself up?
Would the walls remember love?
Would you?
If I died tomorrow
Would November be too tough?
Would you keep the light left off?
Would you? Would you?
And now the corridors feel hollow
This house holds our sorrow
We used to play amongst the flowerbeds
Now it's like the walls have all been painted red
The rooms have all been emptied
Think time killed our memories
We used to play amongst the flowerbeds
Now it's like the walls have all been painted red